Crossfire Code || ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM x READER

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

"This blazer is made from anti-sensei fabric," [name] said smugly, brushing her shoulder as if wiping off residue.

The room erupted in murmurs, some students looking at [name] with newfound respect while others exchanged nervous glances.

Koro-sensei, however, didn't seem fazed. He wagged one of his remaining tentacles playfully, his grin wide as ever. "An impressive approach to assassinate me! Nyufufu, you're going to fit right in here, [name]-san!"

[name] crossed her arms, smirking slightly. "Don't get to comfortable, octopus. I'm not here to play around."

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Karma, who had been watching the entire exchange with a mixture of interest and amusement, couldn't help but chuckle. "Well,  well, looks like someone's taking a page out of my book." he grinned, leaning back in his chair as he crossed his arms.

"Not bad. You've got guts, I'll give you that," he said with a teasing glint in his eyes. "But don't think you're the only one around here with clever tricks up their sleeves."

[name] shot him a sideways glance, her lips curling into a slight smirk. "Oh, I'm well aware," she responded, her tone laced with challenge. "But don't get too comfortable, red-head. You're not the only one who can play this game."

Karma's grin widened, clearly intrigued by her boldness. He leaned forward, his eyes gleaming in amusement. "Is that so? Well, new girl, let's see if you can keep up. I like a good challenge," he said, his voice dripping with mischief.

[name] tilted her chin up, her stance exuding unshakable confidence. "I'm not her to keep up," she retorted, her voice cool and sharp. "I'm here to set the bar higher."

The tension between them thickened, a silent understanding passing between [name] and Karma. The rest of the class, sensing the shift, couldn't help but look back and forth, their eyes darting from one to the other as anticipation buzzed in the air.

Koro-sensei,clearly entertained, clapped his tentacles together. "Nyufufu! How delightful! I can already sense the sparks flying between you two!" he exclaimed, his tone full of amusement. "I do love a good rivalry!"

Karasuma, standing off to the side, observed the exchange with mild amusement, but didn't say a word. He crossed his arms and simply watched, knowing full well that this rivalry was only the beginning.

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The red-headed leaned back in his chair, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "Bold words for someone who just got here," he said with a lazy, confident air.

[name] stood tall, her posture unwavering. "I don't dissapoint," she replied coolly, her gaze locked on Karma with unshakable confidence.

The air in the room grew charged as [name] and the red-headed stared at each other, neither willing to back down. Karma's smirk only deepened, clearly enjoying the game, while [name]'s gaze remained sharp and unwavering. It was clear that the challenge between them had only just began.

After a moment, [name] broke the eye contact and turned to Karasuma, her expression still cool, as she raised an eyebrow. "So, what's the plan here? Am I supposed to stand here all day or can I sit down?" she asked, her voice flat but tinged with a hint of impatience.

Karasuma, who had been observing the exchange with a faintly amused expression, glance at her before responding with his usual calm demeanor. "Your sit is next to... him," he said, nodding toward the red-headed student, who was still lounging on his chair with a confident grin plastered on his face.

[name] glance at his direction, her eyes narrowing for a moment. Without a word, she  dragged the desk and chair across the room, the screech of the chair legs against the floor echoing painfully through the classroom.

The students heard the noise and turned toward it, sweat dropping from their foreheads as they watched [name] drag the desk and chair, unsure of how to react to her defiance.

Feeling her classmate's stares, [name] finally spoke. She pointed her thumb toward Karma and said, "I don't want to sit next to that tomato."

The class blinked and snickered at her statement. Karma, however, didn't seem offended in the slightest. His grin widened as he leaned forward, amber eyes gleaming with amusement. "Tomato, huh? That's a new one. I've been called worst."

[name] didn't spare him a second glance. Instead, she focus on adjusting her desk near the window with deliberate movements. After a brief moment, she plopped down in her seat  with finality, staking her claim on the spot.

Karma, never one to back down from a challenge, couldn't resist teasing her. "Are you always this difficult, or is today special?"

[name] briefly glanced at him from the corner of her eye, her voice cool and measured. "I don't waste my time on pests."

A collective "Ooooh!" rippled through the class at her sharp retort, followed by uproarious laughter. Some students even applauded her audacity.

Koro-sensei chuckled, with his signature grin on his face. "Ah, [name]-san is certainly making an impression already, huh? But let's remember—this is a place of learning, not a battlefield!" he looks at Karma with a mischievous smile. "Karma-kun, try to play nice. You know how it is—your reputation precedes you, but theirs no need to prove anything today. Let's keep things peaceful for now."

Karma raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across his face." Reputation, huh? I'm not trying to prove anything, Koro-sensei. But if they insist on starting something, I'll happily finish it."

His words carried playful challenge, though his eyes remained focus and alert.

Koro-sensei nodded playfully, his tentacles twitched in amusement, then his gaze turned back to [name], his grin widening. "And [name]-san. I'd hate to see you start a war with the floor. Please, be careful with those desks. We wouldn't want to damage the floor on your first day here!" his tone was light and teasing.

[name] didn't bother responding to Koro-sensei's playful remark. With an indifferent wave of her hand, as if dismissing him entirely, she muttered," Yeah, yeah."

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Karasuma, observing the exchange with a sigh, cleared his throat. "I'll leave the rest to you, octopus. Try to keep the classroom intact."

With that, he turned and walked out of the classroom, his footsteps echoing down the hall. The tension in the air lingered briefly but evaporated the moment Koro-sensei's voice chimed in, his usual tone filling the space.

"Now then, everyone!" Koro-sensei announced, his voice brimming with excitement. "Let's welcome [surname]-san properly by starting today's lesson."

The class groaned in unison, the atmosphere shifting back to its chaotic, familiar rhythm. [name], seated by the window, appeared unaffected by the groans, her gaze focused on the outside world, seemingly readyfor whatever came next.

Despite the tension between her and Karma, there was a quiet sense of excitement in the air. [name] knew this was just the beginning, and whether the others realized it or not, she was going to leave a mark on this classroom.