Crossfire Code || ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM x READER

「Grown-Up Time: A teacher and a Transfer」

Asano stood slowly, his posture tall and unwavering. "You don't have a choice, [surname]-san. Your assignment is already in motion. You will join Class 3-E and participate in this operation. Your talents are too valuable to be ignored."

[name]'s eyes blazed with fury. She refused to accept this. "I won't do it. I wont be anyone's pawn. I'm not joining this circus."

She scoffed and turned away sharply, her hands balled into tight fists at her sides as she stormed toward the door. Her footsteps echoed through the office, the tension thick in the air. Grabbing the handle, she was just about to pull it open when Asano's voice rang out behind her.

"The government can help you find you brother," he said, his tone calculated and deliberate, carrying an unsettling weight that made her freeze in her tracks.

[name] stood motionless, her fingers still gripping the door handle so thightly that her knuckles whitened. In her fury, she hadn't even noticed the pressure building in her grip until she heard a faint crack. The handle gave way with a sharp snap, the metal breaking under her strength.

She didn't care.

Her minds was reeling, the words sinking in.
How did they know? Her heart skipped a beat, her thoughts tangled in confusion. Slowly, she turned around, narrowing her eyes as she met his gaze.

"How do you know about my brother?" she demanded, the question slipping from her lips before she could process it. She fought to keep her expression unreadable, but the suspicion in her gaze was evident.

Asano meet her gaze unflinchingly. "The government has resources you can't even begin to comprehend. They have networks and intelligence that can track down your brother. You'll never find him on your own."

[name] felt her heart tighten at his words, the flicker of hope she'd fought so hard to suppress threatening to break through. She swallowed it down, though, defiance rising once more.

"I don't need your help," she snapped, her voice sharp with bitterness. She turned back  to the broken door handle, pulling it open with a careless yank. "I'll find him myself."

Asano's voice followed her as she stepped through the door. "We'll see how far you get on your own. The government has already made their decision, [surname] [name]. Your participation is inevitable."

[name] didn't respond. She slammed the door behind her, the sound echoing down the hallway. She walked away, but his words lingered on her mind—hunting her.

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"Now, allow me to introduce your new English teacher."

the students sat in their seats, watching in silence as the unfamiliar blonde foreigner clung to the yellow octopus, also known as "Koro-sensei". Their eyes lingered on her, taking in her confident demeanor and the unusual way she seemed completely at ease with the bizarre creature. The scene felt almost surreal, and the students couldn't help but wonder what kind of person she—and what exactly she was doing here.

"My name's Irina Jelavich. It's wonderful to meet you all!" she said cheerfully, flashing a closed-eye smile. Her demeanor was brimming with energy, each word and gesture carrying an air of exaggerated charm, as though she were putting on a show for her new audience.