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Soft rays of the early morning sun shone through the windows of the 3-E classroom, signaling the dawn of yet another school day. You placed your books that you carried in your arms onto your desk then sat down, yawning. You covered a hand over your mouth, trying to spare others from catching a glimpse of the sight of your less-than-attractive drowsy, yawning expression which even terrified you when you glanced into the mirror after you had woken from bed earlier. Just as you were about to yawn again, a vaguely-arrogant-sounding voice spoke up causing you to pause mid-yawn and your eyes to go wide.

“What’s this, (Y/ N)-chan? Feeling sleepy already?” the voice that was all too familiar to you inquired. “You don’t usually get sleepy until the last few periods… What was so exciting that was able to keep you up all night, huh?”

Your parted lips fell into a thin line as you clenched your jaw in irritation. Slowly and reluctantly, you turned around to meet the pair of mercury eyes that gleamed with malice which belonged to your class’ sadistic redhead who was unfortunately also your seatmate. “Karma-kun,” you spoke his name through gritted teeth. “Don’t you think it’s too sadistic, even for you, to be bothering grumpy people so early in the morning?” You shot him a death glare but he didn’t seem fazed by it one bit.

Instead, the redhead ignored your question completely and acted as if you hadn’t spoken at all, this only made your annoyance and anger towards him grow. “Let me guess, you were probably reading those dirty fanfics online, weren’t you, (Y/ N)-chan?” he asked teasingly, his infamous smirk plastered across his face.

Once again, he had managed to make your face turn a bright shade of red as you resisted yourself from being consumed by the humiliation that was threatening to overtake you from Karma’s mention of ‘dirty fanfics’. “N-n-no!” you stuttered, embarrassment written clearly over your burning face which only amused the sadistic redhead even more. “A-a-and I d-don’t read those things!”

“Oh, really?” his smirk grew and in a blink of an eye, your cellphone, which you’d put inside your skirt’s pocket, was now in the hand of the sadistic redhead. “Well, we’ll just see about that.” He said and began searching for evidence in your phone. “It’s actually a good thing that you don’t clear your browser history, (Y/ N)-chan, it makes doing things like this much easier.”

Your eyes widened immensely at the sight, shocked, but luckily you recovered moments later as you decided to tackle the redhead while screaming, “GIVE THAT BACK, YOU SADISTIC TOMATO!”

“Crap! (Y/ N), get off of me!” Karma yelled, the smirk entirely gone from his face as he struggled to get you off of his back which you’d latched yourself onto, attempting to snatch your phone back from his outstretched hands.

“Not until you give me back my phone!” you shouted back and unfortunately into his right ear. His eye twitched from your thoughtless action and he let out a groan in both pain and exasperation. You reached your right arm out towards your phone that was gripped securely in Karma’s hand while you grasped around the redhead’s neck with your left arm, reducing the risks of you falling butt-first onto the cold classroom floor. But you noticed that you might’ve accidentally put a bit more strength into your left arm than you’d intended when you heard faint chocking noises erupt from the redheaded male.

“C-crap, (Y/ N)! Y-you’re choking m-me!” he choked and his free hand flew onto your left arm around his neck, pulling and endeavoring to break free from your unintended chokehold. “Give me my phone back first!” your left arm remaining in its place, unmoving and you waited with knitted eyebrows for the redhead to return your precious piece of technology back to you.

“Damn it, (Y/ N)! You’re so freaking stubborn!” he groaned, still in the midst of struggling to free him from your horrible grasp. “Just shut up and give me back my phone already, you little-” you started but halted when you heard someone speak from beside. You immediately ceased your actions of getting your phone back and strangling Karma in the process when you recognized whom that voice belonged to. You’ve removed yourself from Karma and turned to face the ever-friendly face of the male who’d spoken, flashing him your best smile as a way of greeting.

“Oh, hi, Isogai-kun!” you chirped, your tone nothing less of polite. “I-I didn’t really hear you earlier, could you please repeat what you said?”

“Sure, (Y/ N)-chan.” He smiled and you felt your heart flutter at just the sight alone. “I said that we’ve already got everything prepared for this afternoon.”

You grinned at his words, understanding completely. “That’s great!”

“Do either of you two mind filling me on what’s going on?” Karma interjected while rubbing his abused neck.

Before you had a chance to speak, Isogai had already beaten you to it by saying, “Oh, (Y/ N)-chan had asked us to join her in her plan that she’d thought of to kill Koro-sensei. It’s going to be this afternoon, right after training with Karasuma-sensei.”

Right then and there, you wanted to give Isogai a ‘thumbs up’ for his brilliant save but refrained from doing so as it would give away your actual plan for the afternoon. The truth was, you’d thought up of a hilarious prank to pull on the sadistic redhead as a way to get back at him for all the past pranks that he’d pulled on you; and it included a cute little maid outfit.

“Eh? Why hasn’t (Y/ N)-chan told me about this?” he asked, feigning to be hurt by this. “Or is it because she doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore?” there was none of the false hurt from earlier but mischief in his tone.

He’d leaned his face closer towards you, invading your personal space. You didn’t hesitate to push his face away like it was last night’s trash handed to you. “You’re getting in my breathing bubble, you sadistic tomato.” You gritted your teeth; a vein mark popping on your forehead in irritation.

“I see that you’re kind of busy right now… I’ll meet you later after training, alright?” Isogai suggested. You nodded almost immediately after he’d finished his sentence. “Yes, absolutely, of course!”

The Ikemen gave you one last cheerful smile before heading towards his desk in the front of the class, leaving you and Karma alone in the back. You then let out a content sigh as you thought about how lucky you were to be able to have a conversation with him every day.

“He’s off and you’ve gone daydreaming about him again.” Karma’s abrupt voice broke you from your trance. “When are you going to confess to him already? It’s been almost three months since you told me about your crush on Isogai and it’s exhausting having to hear you blabber on and on about how dreamy he is every single day.”

You ignored the last part and replied with sincerity, “Soon… next Monday actually. I’m planning to tell him after training to meet me after school that day.”

“Well, good luck to you then.” Karma sighed and your ears pricked up when you heard a faint but familiar beeping. You glanced to the redhead to see him typing on your phone and you were reminded that you hadn’t yet won the battle with him.

“Karma-kun…” you seethed. “GIVE ME BACK MY FREAKING PHONE, YOU SADISTIC TOMATO!”

And with that, the battle for your cellphone continued.

***

Snickers escaped the students of class 3-E, breaking the silence which they’d created earlier for your prank as they all stood outside the boys’ changing room and waited for the signal for them to take action. Training with Karasuma-sensei had just ended not too long ago and almost all of you had run to the changing rooms to switch out of your training attires when it did to prepare for the prank.

You were standing in the middle of the crowd that your classmates had formed, carrying a certain sadistic redhead’s uniform in your arms. Isogai had stealthily stolen his normal uniform as well as his sweaty gym clothes from training when the red-haired male was in the shower in the boys’ changing room. You also advised the other guys to make sure that there was no other clothing, towel or anything else that the sadistic redhead could use to cover himself except for the tight little black maid outfit that was left by Nagisa in there. This would leave Karma with no choice but to get into that costume… unless he’d rather choose to go open in the bare which you surmised was very unlikely to happen. And when he comes out dressed like a little maid, he’ll be instantly greeted with flashes from the phones of your classmates.

You immediately went to rent a tight maid outfit from your friend who owned a cosplay shop in town when you’d thought up of the prank a few days ago. People might think this prank as an act of immaturity but you think this as an act of justice. Looking back on all the pranks that were far worse that he’d pulled on you and the rest of the class, he surely deserved this.

“Shh!” Isogai held an index finger to his lips to hush the other students. Everyone went quiet and stayed that way until the signal was heard. You smiled; that’s one of the many redeeming qualities that you liked about Isogai, he’s a born leader and people will actually listen to him.

Just then, you heard a loud ‘bump’ through the wall causing a grin to spread across your face. “It’s the signal!” Okajima exclaimed and everyone pulled out their phones from their pockets just as fast as he’d made the statement.

The door to the boys’ changing room then opened with a faint ‘click’ and slowly, an adorable and embarrassed maid Karma emerged from within the room. Everyone’s phones’ cameras went off immediately, flashing and blinding the humiliated redhead profusely as they wore smug grins not much different from yours.

Karma groaned, gritted his teeth and he shot daggers to you all. People would usually cower in fear when they were faced with that deadly expression, but his burning red face made it less intimidating. The sadistic redhead’s hands flew to the side of his face, shielding his embarrassment from the cameras. His gaze then darted in your direction and soon landed on you. His face grew a darker shade of red, this time from fury as he angrily made his way towards you.

You gave him a smug smirk and said, “Aw, you’d make such a cute maid, Karma-kun.”

“I’m going to get you back for this.” He seethed through clenched teeth, grabbed and snatched his uniform from your arms rather aggressively. You weren’t fazed though, apparently tiny cosplay maid outfits can even make someone as bloodthirsty and sadistic as Karma Akabane lose his intimidation.

“Yea, yea, whatever.” You rolled your eyes, clearly unconcerned of his threat. “Hey, why don’t you do a cute little maid spin for me, huh, Karma-kun?”

He only gave an irritated and angry groan before slamming the door harshly behind him after he’d left for the boys’ changing room. You couldn’t help but bursting into a paroxysm of laughter right then and there, everyone else followed in your suit moments later. The prank was definitely a success.

A minute or two passed before the laughter had died down completely and you were all left wearing spent but content faces. You cracked into a smile and declared, “The prank was a success! Thanks to everyone who helped to get that sadistic tomato back for all the awful things that he’s done to us!”

Everyone burst into a roaring cheer but soon slowly began to disperse back into the class as next period was about to start. There were only a few students left; two of them were you and the class representative, Isogai. You bit your bottom lip and took a deep breath before heading towards the Ikeman who stood not very far from you, currently talking to Maehara.

“Um, hey, guys.” You greeted sheepishly.

“Oh, yo, (Y/ N)-chan.” Maehara wore a relaxed smile. “The prank was a cool idea, we should all get together and do something like that again, maybe on Koro-sensei next time.”

“Ha, thanks and sure, why not.” You replied. “But do you mind if I talk to Isogai for a bit? I have something I want to tell him.” You explained, keeping the nervousness out of your voice.

“Oh, sure! I got to head back to class anyway.” Maehara said before turning on his heels and left.

You breathed out a silent sigh just when Isogai turned his attention on you. “So what do you wanted to tell me, (Y/ N)-chan?” he inquired with his usual friendly smile that made your heart warm up.

“I was, um, I was wondering if you could maybe… meet me under the old cherry tree at the bottom of the hill next Monday… after school?” you asked rather shyly.

There was a pause, and you thought that Isogai was about to refuse when he said, “Sure.”

You then felt the weight hanging on your shoulder for the past few days vanish just like that. “Great! Then it’s a date!” you exclaimed then quickly clamped a hand over your mouth, embarrassed for absentmindedly declaring that statement.

But Isogai only laughed and nodded his head, “It’s a date. Now we better get to class before Koro-sensei gets impatient.”

You grinned, giving him a vehement nod and followed him back to the classroom.

***

“Alright, students, class dismissed for today.” Koro-sensei said after hearing the loud ‘ring’ of the school bell. “But remember to finish all your homework and revise what we’d learnt to-”

Before the yellow octopus could even finish his sentence, all of the students had already dashed out of the class in a mad storm, more than grateful to be able to head home after yet another long day in school. You were a prime example of that as you’d wished for nothing but to get back home since the last three periods.

You were exhausted by the time you reached your shoe locker. You took off the school slippers and entered your locker combination before placing them inside and taking your own shoes out. You let out a tired sigh and shut the locker; today had really worn you out, and you started to feel a hint of remorse for pulling that prank today… just a little… but not for reasons such as guilt, that you obviously didn’t feel for the sadistic redhead.

“Tired, huh?” you almost squeaked out in surprise at the abrupt voice and realization of a figure standing beside you. “Karma-kun…” you panted, your hand over your heart as in an attempt to control its wild beating. “Jeez, don’t you know that it’s rude to scare people like that?”

The redhead then smirked at your words and leaned his side against the other lockers beside yours. “I don’t think you’re one to lecture someone on manners, (Y/ N)-chan.” He said wryly. “That prank you pulled today wasn’t amusing.”

“Really? Well, it definitely amused me and the rest of the class.” You stated, a lazy smirk playing on your lips. “And you looked undoubtedly adorable in a maid outfit. You should dress like that more often.”

Karma stared at you impassively and said, “So you’re meeting him after school on Monday, huh?”

He was changing the subject of the conversation, but you’d decided to go along since you were too tired to start another argument with him. “Yea.” You said, a smile tugging at the ends of your lips. You have no idea why but whenever you thought about the Ikemen, it automatically made you happier despite whatever mood you were in before.

“Hey, (Y/ N)-chan,” Karma then spoke up, pulling you out of your daydream. “Have you had your first kiss yet?”

Your eyes widened and your cheeks flushed at his sudden question… and how casually he’d asked it too, did he have no shame?! “I-I-I… that’s none of your business!” you blurted out, flustered.

Karma smirked that ever-so-infamous smirk of his and you knew that whatever he was planning was not in the least good. “So you haven’t,” he teased, showing his sharp canine teeth. “You’re just so easy to read, (Y/ N)-chan, it’s so pathetically cute.”

“S-shut up!” you shouted, your voice echoed through the almost deserted room. Everyone had already gone home, well, everyone except for you and Karma.

Abruptly, you felt a tug on your tie, then a rougher tug that pulled you forward, and the next thing you know, you were kissing Karma Akabane on the lips. Your eyes went wide in shock and your whole body went tense like a statue.

It seemed like ages until the sadistic redhead broke away but his face still remained too close for your liking. “Now we’re even.” He murmured with a sadistic smirk and malice filled eyes. His hot breath hit your lips, causing you to shiver involuntarily and instantly latched a hand over your lips. His hand then released his grip on your tie and he turned around to leave. You were left hot, blushing and stunned.

With his back facing you as he walked off, he gave you a wave and called out, “See you next week, (Y/ N)-chan!”

Your face burned a darker shade of red than it already was and you allowed your hand to fall from your mouth and back to your side as you yelled at the top of your lungs, “KARMA, YOU BAKA!!”