(Nagisa's POV)

I pushed open the door to my classroom on the top of the mountain. I silently sighed as I knew what would await me when I entered my class.

"Hey! Shiota!" Terasaka leaned against the far wall with his arms crossed. Two other guys were standing around the classroom with their hands in their pockets. To their semi-boss's words, they turned their heads to my direction.

I say semi-boss because Terasaka used to be the main boss. He's still in the gang, but he was relieved of his position when someone came in.

They say that their boss was a suspended delinquent that was sent to E-Class for violent behavior. He's said to be really intelligent and handsome and whatnot but has a sadistic personality. He's known for torturing others with spicy foods and beating them black and blue just for a warmup. His real name wasn't revealed to everyone but the principal, so everyone called him one thing and one thing only.

The Crimson Devil.

But that wasn't the problem now. Terasaka walked towards me, hands in his pockets and towering over my shorter height, "Shiota,"

"What do you want?! And it's Nagisa!" Koro-Sensei was away at America watching another baseball game and the other two teachers were talking to the principal about something top secret. We were about an hour early to the classroom, so it was just us. The Crimson Devil probably in a tree somewhere and watching the situation in glee.

He doesn't like to reveal his name, but he doesn't care about others knowing what he looks like. My train of thought was cut off by Terasaka's loud words, "Do you have any love for anyone?"

"What?! No! Why do you want to know?!"

"Crimson Devil's orders. Tell us truthfully,"

"I am telling the truth! I don't have any feelings for anyone!"

"

He bellowed out another statement, "The Crimson Devil wants to see you," His words seemed gentler than his starting tone, and that surprised me, "Wh-What?"

"I just wanted to see you," I turned around behind me, only to see that I had somehow inched into the classroom and the Crimson Devil was behind me. I quickly turned around away from the taller teen and looked down. I was surrounded, and not by the people that I wouldn't mind being surrounded by.

The door was closed behind the taller figure so there wasn't a way I could slide the door open and rush out of the building while leaving them in shock so I decided to stay there and just see what would happen. I felt a hand on my shoulder and jumped, swinging my head towards the person that touched me. The redhead chuckled, "They were right, you are jumpy,"

I looked away from him, but he only grabbed my slender wrist and pulled me out of the classroom, making sure to close the door and glare at the others, signaling for them not to follow. I was forced to follow him helplessly as he pulled me outside of the building. When I realized that he let go of me as soon as we got to a tree deep in the forest that he was planning on climbing, I wanted to bolt elsewhere. I still had my bag with me, so I wouldn't have to make a detour to wherever it was to retrieve it and then go running for the hills, but the Crimson Devil knew this.

"Hey, you're not leaving," I knew that he was probably going to torture me somehow, whether it be physically or psychotically, so I stayed where he left me. I felt trapped between my sake and a chance that he's still going to hurt me somehow. He grabbed onto a part of the tree and looked back at me, "You coming?"

"Wh-What?"

"Up the tree. I don't want those goons spying on us. If we talk in a tree, they know that this means business,"

So he wanted to talk about something important? I was curious, but I had one problem. I could climb trees, but...

"What about my skirt?"

"We're too deep in the forest. Besides, I won't go that high. Just at the next branch,"

This "next" branch, was about seven feet away from the first branch, which was about five feet off the ground. I was a short person, only a bit above five feet, but I was the one of the shortest people in the class. The twelve feet climb wasn't going to be fun. Karma was the tallest teenager in our class, so he was already seven feet off the ground, "Are you coming or not?" His tone was a bit more intimidating and fierce so I started climbing in fear.

I kept looking down to see if anyone was pulling out their cellphones from under me, but there wasn't anyone. Like the Crimson Devil said, we were deep in the forest, so after about a couple of checks, I decided that it would be fine. I then focused on getting to the top, where the Crimson Devil was sitting on the branch and smirking at my slowness, "Well, maybe some people are less fortunate than you and are possibly shorter than you!"

"Yeah, but maybe you could go a bit faster,"

"Excuse me?! Couldn't you at least help me?!"

Bad idea. He was probably going to dash up the tree so fast that my arm would break off. But it was too late now, since he was on his way down, "And I thought you could climb trees,"

"What made you think that?!" I grunted silently as he forcefully pulled at my arm. He lightly gripped my hand like playing a piano, his soft hands feeling like the finest silk. His honey-colored eyes pierced into mine when he actually smiled, "Oh, I don't know. I just thought it felt like something you'd do. You just have this, feeling, that you can do much more than you look,"

He actually, genuinely smiled? At me? Of all people? Of course, this thought train didn't last once the Crimson Devil tugged at my arm with so much force that it felt like my shoulder would tear off of my body. It didn't, thankfully, but the hard part was next.

How the frick is a girl in a seemingly short skirt supposed to properly sit on a tree?

I mean, there's nothing wrong with girl or skirts, but sitting in a tree is hard, especially when there's a taller person taking up most of the space that's compatible to sit on. He let go off my wrist, "Well? Come on, Koro-Sensei's about to come any minute now, and I don't think you'd be very happy being late to class. I just want to make this quick and snappy. So, sit,"

"Where am I supposed to sit?! You're literally sitting on the entirety of the only branch on this level!" I thought this would make him at least give me some room, but all he did was smirk.

Smirking meant two things so far to me. Either he was looking down on you or he was planning something. And his plans were always sinister. That why he's the Crimson Devil. Crimson for his bright, soft hair and devil for his sadistic personality. I knew that this wasn't him being cocky.

"Well, there's no other place to sit besides...," He pointed at his lap with an even bigger smirk.

I didn't know what to say, so I just blushed slightly, "Pardon?"

"It's the only place you can sit?"

I didn't care because my hands were starting to get blisters from the rough bark, so I thought that it shouldn't be too bad. I didn't know exactly how to sit, so I just sat there awkwardly. Luckily and unluckily enough, he grabbed me quicker than I could think.

The position was a position I didn't want to be in. We were face-to-face, so I was pretty much forced to face the redhead. I was sort of straddling him in a place a girl with a short skirt doesn't want be, but he was holding me in place. He was a strong teenager, so I was pretty much helpless. I looked to the side, embarrassed at the Crimson Devil's touchy actions.

Since both of his hands were on my back, he had a lot of things to do to me to make my face go as red as blood. He leaned towards my direction, which made me lean back, away from him. But he was taller than me, so he got close enough to my ear and whisper huskily, "You want to know my real name?"

I leaned back into my original position when he leaned back to the trunk of the tree. I couldn't keep my voice steady, "Wh-What?"

"I think you heard me. I don't tell many people my real name and just leave them to call my 'The Crimson Devil'. So, you're special for me to even consider telling you my real name,"

I couldn't speak. His consistent teasing forced a meek answer out of my mouth, "Y-Yeah...y-you can t-tell me y-your real n-name...," His left hand strayed to the lower end of my back, tapping his fingers against my back, teasing me, "Really?" He emphasized his word to tease me even further.

I just wanted to get this over with, so I gave him a quick answer, "Yes!" He went from a smirk to a smile, "Okay, but you have to believe me,"

We had this small pause of silence, then he broke the silence, "It's Karma Akabane, but Karma is fine,"

Karma? It was a strange name, but I was used to friends with strange names, "It's a nice name,"

"You think? I thought you'd think that it was fake,"

"I'm used to friends with weird names, so I'm used to guessing if people are lying about their name or not,"

"Ah...,"

He had a look of embarrassment and relief on his face as his face brightened up. He was still stroking my lower back, so we kind of sat there on the small branch. He carried me bridal style after an awkward silent pause, "Wh-What are you doing?"

"Getting you down as soon as possible. Koro-Sensei will call you out on being late, so I'll get you down faster than you climbing down slower than a turtle," He balanced dangerously on the edge of the tree branch, and I knew exactly what terror was going to engulf me.

He stepped off the edge.

I clutched his non-uniform black blazer, trying not to scream. He seemed perfectly calm with the situation. I bet he did this every single time he wanted to get out of the tree and that was how he had so much experience. When we were on the branch that was five feet off the ground, he stopped and looked at my petrified figure, "Hm. You're also scared to death when I literally only jumped seven feet,"

"Enough to break your bones!"

"Nah, you'll be safe with me,"

"Says the person who tortures people with spicy foods!"

He nuzzled my head, burying his face into my hair, whispering to me, "Not with you," He lifted his head and I turned to face him. He smiled again, "You can call me Karma when we're alone, but if anyone else is around, you can just call me the Crimson Devil so no one else figures out my real name,"

"Why do you even hide it?" I knew Karma was avoiding this question when all playfulness left his face, "There, there are personal reasons for me not revealing my name and I wouldn't like to tell you right now," He said this in the most bland and serious voice, so I didn't say anything else as he carried me down the tree.

I was ready to balance myself when he released me to the sturdy ground, but that didn't happen. He was still gripping me bridal style and continued walking towards the E-Class building. I started panicking, "What are you doing?! Karma! Put me down!"

"Why? I don't want you tripping and besides, you'd get lost this deep in the forest,"

"I'm not a toddler and I could just follow you! What do you think I am, a piece of meat?!"

"No, but I just want to carry you to class,"

"People are going to get the wrong idea, you dumbass!" I screamed. He ignored me and kept walking.

We eventually got out of the forest and we were closely approaching the run-down building. I asked him, "Are you going to class for once?"

"Pfft, still the same. Some classes, some not,"

I wished for him to drop me off around the building, but nope. He clutched me tighter and walked down the hall to the 3-E classroom. Since he couldn't slide the door open, he proceeded to kick it. I took out my left hand and slid the door open, looking at Karma with a what-frick-are-you-doing face as I calmly opened the door.

I probably should've let him kick the door.

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SO I'M WORKING ON MY OTHER FANFIC, BUT I MOSTLY WORKED ON THIS ONE TO START THE STORY AND THEN BUILD UP THE TWO FANFICS AS I GO ON WITH LIFE.

UR WRITING BOI,

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