Akabanexoc Stories

《Assassination Classroom 》 "She's like a doll. Perfect face, perfect hair, perfect body, and completely empty on the inside." Said a girl to another. "I hear she can't feel anything." The girl was used to people talking about her. Sometimes it was good and sometimes it was bad. It didn't matter what it was, the rumors spread like wildfire. Kara Yuuki always had a unique ability to surpass in academics. That ability landed her in the toughest class in her elite middle school, Class 3-A. Most of her classmates couldn't hold a candle to her beauty or intelligence. But she didn't bother to exceed above her competition. She had stayed in Class A for some time before she was moved to a different class. This class was were the school dumped students when they didn't want to deal with anymore, Class 3-E. If the rumors about her being empty were true she probably would have stayed in Class A until the end of the year. But as it turned out she did feel emotions occasionally. Most prominently was anger. Anger boiled inside her when she watched bullies and delinquents picked on the weak. She finally snapped one day when a group of delinquents had mistaken her for a spineless idiot on her way home. Her latent skill for fighting had helped her earn the nickname, Queen of the Streets. The groups of lowlives near her street began fearing her after she had decided she had enough of standing by. However, that is what led her to being caught by one of her classmates in Class A catching her. Her classmate had her on film beating one of the ruffian half to death. When they had tried to blackmail her it turned sour and she broke their nose. Leading her to being sent to Class 3-E. 『This is a remake of my last fanfic』 ＊I do not own any of the characters besides my own. I did not make Assassination Classroom.＊

"Do you trust me?" "No." "Great, now hold my hand" Satsurei Amaha : The blonde without a plan. Akabane Karma: The devil who wore an innocent smile. As if they were chemicals : ones that spontaneously combust when mixed. They never made close encounters with the other. "Woah! Where is this place?" "It's my favorite spot to skip~" "Then what are you waiting for? Let's skip~" "Not that kind of skip." Her life stayed in a straight line, as if she had no choice in the matter. She couldn't go left nor right, it was always forward. That is, until she had the one opportunity to chose for herself. Let's see where here choices would put her in life. After all theres only one way to go. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^