Assassination Classroom: My Perspective

Assassination Classroom: Chapter 49

Assassination Classroom: Chapter 49

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When I woke up, I immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the mirror to see if the hand-mark was still on my cheek. To my disappointment, it was. I kind of expected it to be, though. It'd hurt a ton. I pulled out foundation and rubbed it on my cheek, hoping it would make it blend with my skin color. It helped, but only a little bit. It'd only paled it a little. I sighed in frustration and put it back. I rested my hands on the sides of the sink. 'Three... Two... One...' I counted in my head, and as soon as I got to "zero", I vomited into the sink. I coughed a few times after I was done disgusting myself, trying to cough up a little bit more because it felt like it was still there. I sighed and grabbed a tissue before wiping away the tiniest bit of the vomit that'd found its way to the corner of my mouth. I washed my mouth out with water and left the bathroom after cleaning out the sink. 'I'm pathetic... I really am...' I thought some things to myself as I got dressed, none of it being original, I knew. Everyone pretends to be depressed... it's fun, for them... I liked to believe that I was pretending, too... But, some part of me knew, deep down...

That I wasn't.

"I love you, honey! Watch out for creeps on the street, alright? The thing about those criminals hasn't died down, yet~!" My mother yelled sweetly as she blew me a kiss. 'It's funny how much her personalities differ from each other... along with how quickly it changes...' I thought to myself as I pulled my bag over my shoulder and reached for the doorknob. "I love you, too..." I said as I opened the door and shut it behind me.

"I'll just keep myself from brushing my hair away from my cheek... that should work." I muttered as I turned a corner and sighed. "Koi-chama~!" I heard a semi-familiar voice yell as they ran closer to me. "I'm Ame! You walk the same way to school, eh?" She asked as she turned and looked at me. "Oh, yeah, I do." I smiled as we walked. "What's with your hair? You look super emo with it on your cheek like that!" She said in a cutely blunt way and she pointed at my hair. "Oh, I'm trying something new!" I quickly thought of something to say and I sighed in slight relief to myself. "Oh, alright." She smiled and I turned my head from her. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her give me a suspicious glance, and I tensed up.

We got to the classroom and I ran ahead and opened the door. As soon as I stepped foot inside the building, Okajima looked at me, puzzled. I froze, and then Hashimoto ran up behind me. "You're too fast, Koiama-san~!" She whined. I glanced at her and then back at Okajima, who now wore a perverted smile. "Too fast, ehhh...?" He murmured as he developed a nosebleed. "W-WHAT?..." I asked through a shocked expression. "I can see it.... The girl-on-girl action... it's-" before Okajima could finish, he was on the ground, Hashimoto on top of him and repeatedly punching him in the face. "WHAT WAS THAT, OKAJIMA-KUN~?" She asked/yelled as she kept punching him. His nose was bleeding, but not from Hashimoto's punches. "That tickles..." Okajima laughed. "WHAT A WOMAN!!" All the boys yelled as they watched Hashimoto in amazement and slight lust.

"Alright, alright, class~!" Korosensei boomed as he flew into the room. "Nrafufufufu~! Karasuma-sensei has something to tell you all at P.E.~" He giggled before class started.

At P.E., Karasuma-sensei explained the thing with Bitch-sensei and another assassin that were going to use him as a "target" in their game before Bitch-sensei came running towards him, smiling and holding cups of tea, offering him a drink. Everyone knew what it was, and I was kind of shocked that she would for such an obvious attack. She failed, of course, and we were sent off in pairs to spar.