Karma x Reader || Appearances

|18| Realization

You got in the train with your head low as you thought about all that. Taking your phone out, you checked for new messages in case he had texted you but he hadn't... You got off at your stop and walked down the neighbourhood in silence. You had been so focused on your thoughts, that you hadn't noticed where your feet had taken you.

'This is Karma's house,' you thought.

You stood there for a few seconds. Should you ring the bell? Maybe he was at home?

'What am I even saying?' You shook your head. 'I probably look like a stalker... plus, he might not even be at home.'

Turning around, you headed back home with your head hung low until you abruptly bumped into someone.

"Sorry," you muttered.

"You should be."

Your eyes widened, your body petrified upon hearing that voice. You slowly lifted your head and made eye contact with the person, their cold, blood red eyes staring right into your soul. It was your brother.

"Where do you even come from?" He asked, frowning his brow.

"I was visiting a friend," you replied, your eyes shifting over to the lamp post beside him, his gaze intimidating you. "And you?"

"I was buying groceries for today's dinner," he lifted the bags.

"Oh right..." you mumbled under your breath, today's dinner coming to mind. "Is mother at home?" You suddenly asked, remembering what Koro-sensei had asked you to do.

"Why are you so interested?" He arched an eyebrow.

"I need to talk to her," you said in between clenched teeth. Why did he like to make everything so difficult?

"Funny how you haven't mentioned father," he smirked. "Playing favourites I see."

You remained silent.

"What? You aren't going to offer me your help?" He said in amusement.

"...Do you need any help?" You forced yourself to say those words.

"No," he replied as your head shot upwards.

"Then why did you ask?" You asked as you tried really hard to restrain yourself from shouting at him.

"Just to see if you had any manners," he shrugged as he began walking home.

You followed behind with your head hung low. He inserted the keys and opened the door as you entered behind him. Leaving the bags in the kitchen, your brother soon left leaving you alone with your mother and father who were busy making dinner. None of them talked to one another.

"Um, mother, father," you called awkwardly, not really knowing how to confront such a tense situation.

The both of them turned their attention towards you, their eyes going from you to the task they were doing as if they were impatient to get back to it.

"My homeroom teacher, uh, Karsuma-sensei would want to talk to you tomorrow after school," you announced.

"I can't go," your father shook his head as he returned back to his task.

'Of course you can't,' you thought rather bitterly.

"I'll have to postpone my meeting," your mother sighed, "he'll probably want to talk about your transfer so it's important we do it as soon as possible and get it over with."

Once you were dismissed, you headed to your room in silence, passing by your brothers room whose door was slightly opened. Taking a peek inside, you found him sitting on his desk chair, too busy reading a book.