reader x karma (assassination classroom)

Caught?

KARMAS POV

I can tell there is something Y/N is hiding. I always thought she was suspicious from the day Nagisa bumped into them. However, when they were throwing knives it confirmed that they are definitely hiding something. I could tell when they had a quick smile on their face after flunking the throw. No one else saw it I think, just me. They flunked it on purpose. I do not know why yet, I need to find out.
They are also quite attractive, I feel like I need to know more about them. I'm drawn in.

Flash forward a couple of weeks

YOUR POV

It has been a couple weeks sense I first joined class 3E. I am sure the other students think I'm weak and are wondering why I am even here. I'm at the top of the class, I fail at every assassination test, why am I here? This is exactly what I want them to think. So far so good. Well.... I take that back. This one guy, well Karma to be exact, has been staring at me fiddling my knife nonstop. It is kinda creepy to be honest. Maybe I should stop messing with my knife..... Nah that's to hard. But for real why is this guy staring at me. I made it my mission to fly under the radar.

Oh well, I don't care that much.

Today at lunch I wanted to play soccer. I haven't been able to get in many afternoon practices as normal so I plan to practice at lunch. I asked the octopus if they had a soccer ball, he flew to my house and got mine. It was weird as always, it's to be expected at this point though.
I stepped out side and just did some simple juggles, I went behind the school so no one would watch. However, I felt eyes on me, they were at sharing from the window. I decided to show off a little for them. Maybe they will get bored and leave. Suddenly I hear a voice, Karmas voice. He is talking to another guy, I think it sounds like Nagisa. I decide to stop juggling and turn to them. "Do you plan on just watching me all day or something?" I expected it to come out quite, but it didn't. Oh no. Crap Crap Crap Crap. I only really speak loud when I feel like throwing knives or killing. Crap Crap. It's like I'm a different person when I am in "assassination mode" if you want to call it that. I need to go to the woods and blow off steam now.
I run off to the woods, I don't think they followed me. I told them I have to go do something really quick, I hope they will leave me alone. As always I have my knives on me. 16  in bag and 36 in my blouse. I'll only use the 16 so I don't have to button up my blouse again. I throw my knives up and just start chucking them at the trees around me, I haven't felt this good in a while. As I was starting to cool down I heard a crack. CRAP DID SOMEONE SEE THAT. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no.