Sanctuary (Karma Akabane x OC)

Perving Pervy Perv Perv!

Yet, for one student, the situation wasn't sitting right at all.

Having come physically face to face with the sheer wrath of Takaoka's hatred, there was no way Katsuna could stomach the concept of that sensation just ending so clean cutly. With deep assurance, she knew that Takaoka would have held onto his antipathy emotions for as long as he lived, seeing no route where the man would have taken his own life due to his unbreakable resolve.

It didn't make sense.

"Intentionally, I wasn't planning to inform you," Karasuma hesitated, flickering his unsteady gaze towards the two teachers on his left.

"However, it is your right to know since he played a crucial role in each one of your lives."

The class hummed lowly, some nodding their heads a little to showcase their understanding in the matter as Karasuma retreated back through the door, followed with Professor Bitch.

Unquestionably, it'll be the topic hot on their tongues once lunch begins.

"Despite the distressing turn this morning has taken," Koro-sensei started, dishing out calculus text books to each individual student.

"These trig functions aren't going to integrate themselves."

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Drained from her academic studies, not to mention the unsparing exercise from that morning, Katsuna had nearly collapsed in a fit of relief as the bell signalled the end of the school day.

Surrounded by the heavy chatter of her classmates as they packed up and headed home, she fished into her pocket for her phone, meticulously scrolling through the latest news stories posted online.

Nothing.

If anything, the revelation made Katsuna feel even less at ease each time it was revealed, as if it was waiting for the perfect time to pounce on her like predator and prey. Indisputably, the principal had cut ties with her situation without her even having to discuss it with him. There was no reason for her now to see him.

So, the question was, why hadn't anything changed?

God, I hate feeling so on edge.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit her cheek, snapping her startled gaze away from her phone and over to the right where a red headed boy was seated on top of his desk, grinning widely.

"Penny for ya thoughts Princess?" he asked, subtly implying his impending interest.

"Flick me again and I'll snap your finger," Katsuna shot bluntly, standing up from her seat before slinging her bag over her shoulder.

"And stop it with the shitty nicknames!"

Karma chuckled boisterously, hopping down from his perch to grab his own belongings.

"Then would you rather I called you Mon Cherie?" he purred in a (may I say) excellent French accent, eyeing in amusement as the tips of Katsuna's ears glowed crimson red.

"Die in a fire," she muttered under her breath, bypassing the boy whilst swiftly hiding her flaming cheeks.

Ever since the festival, Karma's persistent pestering had sky rocketed to the point where, to get through an entire school day without burning up in flames, was now a distant daydream.

What made it worse was that bitterly, she knew her flustered and aggravated reactions only spurred the demon on more. Her red-hot embarrassment had now become a source of daily entertainment; her dwindling sense of pride turning into a TV show.