True Monster (Karma Akabane X Reader)

Pantī no Dorobō

It was a normal, quiet morning on my way to the classroom the very next day. It was still oddly dark outside, but after checking the time, I realized I left at nearly seven in the morning. So it was fair to say it was nearly deserted when I walked down the streets silently with my headphones blaring.

I still carried the vial in my pocket just like yesterday. I wasn't sure what to do with it...nor should I use it. It felt like the vial was poking me in the leg, to remind me of its existence. Trsut me, I know you are there buddy.

I let out a silent sigh as I switched the current song I was listening to a more upbeat, dancing type sound. I pumped out my fist, letting the vial fall deeper into my pocket, and twirled down the street with out a care in the world. I've been so tense these past two days that dancing wildly down the street felt like an amazing relaxation method.

I rounded the corner of the street and came to a complete stop. There was a news stand- one that I'm sure I've never seen before here. But, that's not why I'm pointing it out, not the reason at all. The news stand belonged to a small grocery story and was chained to one of the small pillars connecting to said store. The headline that caught my attention? Well, I'll tell you.

'The Underwear Thief Strikes Again!'

Only in Japan would they have a news title as such. As I furrowed my eyebrows in disgust at the title, I decided in some twisted sense to pick it up. The paper was heavy but at the same time thin, with a gray hue to it. I scanned through the article quickly before squinting my eyes.

"If you have Mach speed..." I slapped down the paper onto the stand before walking away with a new purpose. "You shouldn't be getting caught like this...."

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By the time I scaled up the moutain silently besides for the sound of steam coming out of my ears, there was already a commotion going on in the classroom.

I marched right up to the classroom door only in time for Koro-sensei to pull it open on his own. Immediately, I pointed a finger at him. "You dirty little freak!" I shouted. A few students peaked their head's over sensei's shoulder only to sweatdrop.

My face was hot, from anger or embarrassment, I won't tell you. Sweat had drippled down my forehead since I mostly ran up the moutain without any type of boost. My hair was a little frizzy too, but that was besides the point.

Koro-sensei, who probably is in the middle of getting in trouble with the other girls, squealed lightly at my burst of angry words. "I swear (N/Y)-chan, sensei did no such deed!"

"I don't believe you!" I shouted. As I was about to launch myself at the dirty teacher, someone had swooped up and grabbed me by the waist. "Let go!" I screeched as I attempted to claw at the arms who lifted me up into the air. "He's a stinkin' underwear thief! No human has a yellow head and goes 'gyhehehe' while oozing out goop unlike that octopus!"

"Ne, ne~" the calming voice of my capture soothed me. "He's about to show us some evidence he didn't do it, since he doesn't have an alibi."

I growled lowly as I moved a strand of hair from out of my face. "It better be good." I snarled at the teacher while sending him a threatening glare. "Or you're dead to me."

With one audiable gulp, Koro-sensei had cast me one fearful glance before racing down the hallway. As the other students followed him down to the teachers lounge, Karma had set me down and immediately took my hand. "If this is true, you're coming to live with me."

I chuckled lightly at the comment, squeezing his hand lightly. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Our footsteps echoed throughout the hallway as we joined the majority of the class in the room but we could already feel the icy atmosphere. Bras, bras everywhere.