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“I didn’t know your family had a garden," Nagisa said, amazed by the sight he was seeing as soon as the alpha led him toward the back door of his house and into the said garden.
Karma shrugged. "Yeah, well, there are many things we don’t know about each other," he pointed out, tracing a petal of a nearby flower with his forefinger.
“That is true," Nagisa hummed. “Then again, we only knew each other for about a month.”
“We have known each other since the start of the term?"
“We knew each other existed," Nagisa jokingly corrected. “But we never acknowledged it until last month.”
“I have acknowledged you since the first time I saw you," Karma instinctively said.
Nagisa froze. “What?" he asked the alpha, wide-eyed and with his heart thumping out of his chest.
Karma was the type of alpha that omegas easily fall for. He was a level-three alpha, the rarest of the kind. Almost all alphas possessing this level have that certain aura to them that is undeniable. Even if they weren’t physically attractive, they still had that pull on anyone.
Nagisa always thought that those types of alphas were way out of his reach.
At least, until now, as he was looking at Karma, who was handing him a red carnation.
"For you," Karma simply said.
Nagisa took the flower with shaky hands, wondering if this was all a sick prank from the alpha.
He almost called him out for it before he saw the serious look on Karma’s face.
“If you’ll allow me,” Karma said, taking a deep breath. “I would like to court you.”
Throughout his life as an omega, he has never experienced receiving an act of affection from an alpha. Most alphas didn't even want to talk to him because they found him boring and not their type.
Sure, when he first saw Karma, he thought he was quite attractive and possibly even had a slight crush on him that only seemed to amplify when Karma himself approached him at the bookstore.
But he didn’t expect any feelings to be returned, let alone Karma asking him for courtship.
"You do know you could court anyone else, right?" Nagisa said this before he could stop himself.
"Why would I want to do that? I already met you."
“... You really went to New York just to give Sugino advice?” Nagisa asked Korosensei as soon as he was able to catch up with him.
The giant yellow octopus turned to him with a huge grin on his face. “Of course, I am a teacher after all.”
“A normal teacher wouldn’t go this far.”
Korosensei grinned at him. “I am not a normal teacher, Nagisa-kun," he pointed out. “But still, I am a teacher, and I’d be happy to give out any advice.”
“Any?” Nagisa asked, showing no reaction to the speed of Korosensei's tentacles as they snatched his notebook from him.
“Hmm?” Korosensei hummed, speed not faltering as he looked at the student. “Got something on your mind?”
Immediately, the image of a red-haired alpha came into his mind, followed by the memories he made with that person.
His heart sank.
“What can I do when someone important to me… suddenly slipped away?”
Realizing it was stupid, even to his ears, Nagisa quickly shook his head and said, “Nothing.”
Although Korosensei didn't seem to believe it, he managed to let it go. "Ok then," he said, before holding up his notebook. “Right now, facing you all seriously is more important.”
Nagisa looked down at his newly graded work and sighed. “Korosensei…” he called.
“Hm?”
“I get that you’re showing off your speed at grading, but could you make your penmanship easier to read?”
All in all, no one in Class 3-E knows how they got caught up in this situation. They were at a discreet location and isolated from the rest of their school, but they weren't... assassins.
And yet, that’s what a small group of people who know about Korosensei’s existence expects from them. They have to juggle academic responsibilities, rivalry, and their personal lives all the while trying to assassinate their yellow octopus teacher.
So far, Nagisa was having fun.
It made him forget all the other feelings that were meant to be buried deep inside. never to be dug up again. He shouldn't dwell on it since it brought him here. He was shocked to learn that his grades had dropped so much that he was put in 3-E. He really shouldn’t have let someone affect him this much.
He was meant to start anew, move on, indulge himself in his studies…
But alas, certain things just don’t seem to go the way he plans it.