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- ', [Karma's a bitch] ꒱ ↷
(Get my joke...)

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
(Second POV)
SYNCHRONIZED COUNTING COULD BE HEARD FROM THE FIELD.
The whole class was outside, for physical education. You were a part of the assassination class filled with nobodies. You need to work on your attacks, otherwise how else were you supposed to be assassins. Your physical education teacher used to be Korosensei but was now replaced by Mr. Karasuma, from the military force in Japan. He was the first person your class met when given your task, to assassinate your teacher. 
"Phys Ed is my class, I don't know why you're here right now," Karasuma told Korosensei, not even fazed to look at the octopus, his eyes were still fixated on your class. 
"But I'm lonely," Korosensei answered.
"Go play in the sandbox," Karasuma said whilst pointing behind him. Soon Korosensei was found having a pity party in the sandbox, making a form of a sandy mountain. You sighed lightly as Korosensei complained how the class enjoyed it when he was their P.E teacher. Unfortunately, some of your classmates counter-argued with that, saying they preferred Karasuma. In all honesty, you agreed. You'd rather have a human teacher than whatever Korosensei was, although you could never say that to his face.
"Mr. Karasuma is there a point to this training? I mean it is in front of our target," Maehara asked. 
"It's the same in assassination as it is studying: Drill the basic and they'll serve you well. Isogai, Maehara, step forward. Try hitting me with those knives," 
"Are you sure?" Isogai asked
"As a team?" Maehara asked his own question
"Those knives do not harm us, if they give me as much as a scratch you can go home for the day," Karasuma said, closing his eyes and pulling down his tie lightly. (Y-you smell that? *sniff* *sniff* smells like blood... author are you- OMG AUTHOR's NOSE IS BLEEDING! SIMP ALERT! SIMP ALERT!)