A/n: I'm sorry this took so long! This is the final version of Nagisa's Savior. Please enjoy!
Tick. Tick. Tick.
If a clocks needles were knives the ticks would've stabbed Nagisa's eardrums. Or could of hadn't his teacher's words muffled their impact. His only distraction for the duration of this countdown.
It was clear as day: Korosensei was alive and well. An utter failure. No matter how many times Class 3-E failed they still had to excel at their studies. And Korosensei was by far taking advantage of this situation.
Another tick and his tentacles released the chalk.
"Bing bong ding dong…" Faint from the mountain top the end of day bell chimed— 3-E was tardy from Main Campus.
"Lesson's over for today! Take care in your study and don't forget…" He said, "give me your all in your next plans of assassination."
Then he vanished into thin air. Nothing out of the ordinary in this assassination classroom.
Nagisa sighed, his pencil rolling out of his grip. Zero assassination plans made for the weekend— none that he was aware of. It was his turn to become a normal student who wasn't an assassin-in-training. How boring.
Tickling at his leg he fished his phone from his pocket.
'I'm coming home early!'
So much for that idea.
"Hey,"
Pain jolted up his arm bringing him back to the deserted class.
If there was one way of snapping him back into the present, it would be Karma.
"Rare of you to be so pouty." He taunted.
"I was thinking of our next attack, that's all." Straining the info out of his eyes Nagisa faced his screen to him. "And Mom."
"Oh, 'Strict' as usual?" Nothing came close to it. "Heh. It's been a while since we've gone to your place. Remember when Sugino and us would study at your place?"
Nagisa tugged his bag over his shoulder. "Well, we could if you didn't terrify her." He said matter-of-factly.
Karma stepped ahead leaving him chugging behind. "Aw, what will little old me do?"
"Do I need to answer?"
Funny how he could function so naturally. Every second brings him closer to the bomb.
He watched from afar as the two passed through the forest. Every single day he watched over his students leaving campus. A personal promise.
The nosy person he was he listened to their conversations. Nagisa's was off. Usually, so silent became worrisome. How unnerving compared to what he saw in class.
I'm fine Korosensei! Can't wait to see you tomorrow! He always said with a smile.
He became more so predictable, yes. But, was he earnest enough in confessing? To his teacher?
He going to learn. Whether Nagisa liked it or not.