The Gangster Had Fallen

Chapter 5

THIRD PERSON'S POV

"Nagisa Shiota...?" Maehara asked, tilting his head a little sidewards. Karma rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, what about it?" The red head questioned, giving his gangmate a raised eyebrow.

Maehara gasped. He looked at his Boss with wide eyes, and a playful smirk on his lips. "Is this person finally caught my idiotic boss' attention? Neh, neh? Tell me, is this person... cute? Tall? Short? Smart? Or also an idiot like you? Or! Is this person a shy type nerd that was very nervous to even approach you? Or just a strang-"

"Cut it out, you motherfucker! Shut up, okay?! Or I'll fucking blow your empty brain with this shotgun?" Karma asked, glaring daggers with the other male, while pointing the mentioned gun at him. Maehara sweatdropped and raised both of his hands in the air, showing the devil that he'll stop talking.

"Just do what I say. I need the informations tonight." Karma said, sitting down at the white couch in his office. The white couch got stained with blood.

Maehara nodded. "Yes, boss."

He bowed his head and left the office. Karma's breaths was the only thing that could be heard in the place.

"That Shinji guy was tough, huh?" Karma chuckled, scratching the top of his head, making his hair a bit messy. He sighed in tiredness and yawned.

"I won't give up searching for you, Nagisa Shiota." Karma smiled. He ended up sleeping on the couch.

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"Okay, here we are." Asano spoke, interrupting the bluenette in his train of thoughts. Nagisa moved quick and got out of the car. He fixed his not-so-messy hair and his bag, nervously scanning the tall buildings in front of him which was his highschool.

"Too excited?" The purple eyed guy asked, getting out of the car as well. He ordered his men to go home already and they obeyed, leaving the two of them at the school's gate. Some students walked passed them, giving Nagisa a weird stare, and eyes full of adoration to Asano. And the shorter male was not comfortable with it.

"I-I'll go t-to my class n-now. T-Thanks for the ride..." Nagisa stuttered, bowing three times to Asano, showing him some respect. The bluenette kept thanking him, while Asano was just chuckling silently.

Nagisa sweatdropped. "I-i'm sorry it's weird..."

"No, no, it's fine. In fact, it's quite cute." Asano's tongue got slipped. Nagisa stared at him wide eyes. The orange haired guy cursed under his breathe. What the hell? He quickly looked away from Nagisa who was still comprehending the words in his mind.

"F-Forget that." Asano said, glancing quickly at his wristwatch. 7:42. "We should head to our classes."

Nagisa, remembering the time, ran quickly as he can to attend the first subject without getting late. But that's impossible. He's late already. Nagisa cursed when he got to his classroom's door, because he can see inside that the teacher was already writing on board. "Oh, no."

The guy inhaled and exhaled before opening the door. He looked at the floor to avoid everyone's cold stare.

"G-Good morning, sir." Nagisa greeted.

"You're late!" The teacher exclaimed, dropping his book at the table, making a loud noise.

The bluenette's classmates began whispering shits with each other about him. They won't just shut up, won't they? And the teacher weren't helping. He's making it worse for Nagisa.

"S-sorry..." The short male mumbled, his adviser glared at him.

"You'll be cleaning the library after class. It's your punishment, you brat!" The man shouted, throwing a piece of chalk at the late boy. Nagisa's classmates laughed very loudly, he bit his lip, preventing himself from crying in front of them. It was embarrassing. The teacher didn't even scolded his students, he let them make Nagisa a pitiful laughing stock.