the one who saved me (Karma X Nagisa)

the one who saved me (Karma X Nagisa)

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Assassination Classroom
Hi I am Nagisa I'm am just your regular Jr.high student well besides the fact that me and my entire class are assassins and our target, our teacher. Now that I have told you what every one knows let's get to what only I know. first off killing your teacher that will destroy the world the pressure is horrible than you have my parents who never stop fighting and bearaly know I'm alive well unless getting beat by you dad is "bonding" then nope no one knows this...but him he is different HE sees though my lies... Hi ik bad description anyway warning ⚠ Yaoi, bl and bad writing ahead proseed with caution Also nothing belongs time including the pictures,characters and assassanation classroom Bad writing Is all Mine tho XD
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