p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"The first time he noticed her was when Koro-sensei was teaching the class about the quadratic formula./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"She was standing in the shadow of the doorway, biting her lip. Even from his seat at the back of the room he could see how nervous she was, her hand slightly shaking as she tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. His honey-gold eyes honed in on her delicate features, inspecting her tidy uniform and the bag slipping off her shoulder./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emPretty/em, he thought to himself./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emPretty but fragile./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Koro-sensei still didn't notice the newcomer even when the shifting eyes of the bored students turned to glance at her. His infuriating bulbous head was still blabbering on about one thing or another. So, to catch the octopus' attention, his quick hand threw a knife at the yellow head./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He, of course, knew that the octopus would get out of the way fast enough to dodge the knife. In less than half a second, Koro-sensei had the knife wrapped up in a clean white tissue. "Karma-kun!" he shrieked, his tentacles floating around everywhere frantically. "You don't throw knives at me when I'm teaching!"/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Karma only smirked./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Sorry, sensei."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"But the shadow of the girl in the doorway had finally caught the teacher's attention and he stopped class for a brief moment. "Ah, are you Y/L/N-san?"/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"She gave a quick nod, glancing away as fast as possible. Her eyes wandered, glimmering in the sunlight, and landed on his. He only stared back at her, tilting his head slightly to the side. Where she was standing made a halo glow on the top of her head. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emInnocent, wasn't she?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Can you introduce yourself to the class?" Koro-sensei asked. He had bobbed his way to her. Y/N took a small step away from him and glanced down at her shoes. "I'm sure everyone would love to get to know you."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""I'm Y/L/N Y/N," she murmured. "I… came from the A Class."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emA Class?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He leaned forward in his desk, propping his chin up with his intertwined hands. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emHe was from the A Class as well./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Well then, Y/L/N-san, have a seat at the back of the class. Either of the seats in the last row can work." Koro-sensei smoothly slid back to his place in front of the chalkboard and continued the lesson./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Karma wasn't listening anymore. He was watching the new girl walk down the aisle to sit down on his left side, away from Okajima and his crew. She set down her bag on the floor and sat in her seat, quietly staring off into space./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emInteresting./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"She didn't seem to realize he was watching her. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"After what felt like eternity but really was fifteen minutes, Y/N took out a binder and a pencil case from her bag and began doodling. Little ink flowers covered the page and gave the flimsy sheet of paper a sense of floral pizzazz. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"It was then that he decided he wanted to do something more than just watch her draw on a piece of paper. Slowly moving his hand to the inside of his jacket, he felt the rubber grip of the anti-sensei knife. It was harmful to his octopus teacher, but harmless to humans. However, Y/N didn't know that./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emHow well could she respond to danger?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Don't."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Her soft voice cut through his inner dialogue. His hand froze inside his jacket and he raised his head to see her gazing at him. Now that he was so close to her, he saw the little gold flecks in her eyes that were created by the sun. Her face radiated warmth. At that certain point in time, Karma was sure he had never seen someone so warm and full of life before./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Until he met her eyes./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"There was no life to them. If he had seen the sun and the moon and the stars in her eyes before, the constellations were definitely gone by then. Her eyes held a deep, dark sadness to them, one that maybe even he could not comprehend./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Don't throw the knife at me."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He was snapped out of his trance once again by her voice. It cut through the air, cool and clear, like the invisible fish of the old bedtime story 'Nanabush'. Each word was very monotonous, giving her the appearance of a wind-up doll, programmed to say things she was made to say./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emWhy did she sound so… lifeless?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Despite wanting to gauge how fast her reflexes were, his hand retreated from his jacket and back down to his side. Y/N turned away from him once she realized he was not going to play a trick on her. The curtain of her hair cascaded down the side of her face, obscuring his view of her./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"For the first time that year, he was confused./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Karma was never confused. He had always been able to know someone's personality upon one glance at them, yet with Y/N, he had no idea. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emShe was so unusual./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emWhy was that?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""What's your name?" he asked on impulse. "I mean — I know it, but—"/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He just barely caught her eyes shifting to him through her hair. "Do you not listen in class?"/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"There was only the slightest edge of humour in her words and he half-smiled. "No, not really. Koro-sensei is boring and I've already learned this material."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""I'm Y/L/N Y/N," she said. She turned her face a bit more to see him clearer and there was the ghost of a smile playing on her lips. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He could have sworn he saw her eyes twinkle briefly too./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emHe liked her so much already./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""What's your name?" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"A grin stretched across his face, wider than he had ever grinned since coming to this dreaded E Class. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""You can call me yours."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"She was standing in the shadow of the doorway, biting her lip. Even from his seat at the back of the room he could see how nervous she was, her hand slightly shaking as she tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. His honey-gold eyes honed in on her delicate features, inspecting her tidy uniform and the bag slipping off her shoulder./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emPretty/em, he thought to himself./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emPretty but fragile./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Koro-sensei still didn't notice the newcomer even when the shifting eyes of the bored students turned to glance at her. His infuriating bulbous head was still blabbering on about one thing or another. So, to catch the octopus' attention, his quick hand threw a knife at the yellow head./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He, of course, knew that the octopus would get out of the way fast enough to dodge the knife. In less than half a second, Koro-sensei had the knife wrapped up in a clean white tissue. "Karma-kun!" he shrieked, his tentacles floating around everywhere frantically. "You don't throw knives at me when I'm teaching!"/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Karma only smirked./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Sorry, sensei."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"But the shadow of the girl in the doorway had finally caught the teacher's attention and he stopped class for a brief moment. "Ah, are you Y/L/N-san?"/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"She gave a quick nod, glancing away as fast as possible. Her eyes wandered, glimmering in the sunlight, and landed on his. He only stared back at her, tilting his head slightly to the side. Where she was standing made a halo glow on the top of her head. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emInnocent, wasn't she?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Can you introduce yourself to the class?" Koro-sensei asked. He had bobbed his way to her. Y/N took a small step away from him and glanced down at her shoes. "I'm sure everyone would love to get to know you."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""I'm Y/L/N Y/N," she murmured. "I… came from the A Class."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emA Class?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He leaned forward in his desk, propping his chin up with his intertwined hands. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emHe was from the A Class as well./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Well then, Y/L/N-san, have a seat at the back of the class. Either of the seats in the last row can work." Koro-sensei smoothly slid back to his place in front of the chalkboard and continued the lesson./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Karma wasn't listening anymore. He was watching the new girl walk down the aisle to sit down on his left side, away from Okajima and his crew. She set down her bag on the floor and sat in her seat, quietly staring off into space./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emInteresting./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"She didn't seem to realize he was watching her. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"After what felt like eternity but really was fifteen minutes, Y/N took out a binder and a pencil case from her bag and began doodling. Little ink flowers covered the page and gave the flimsy sheet of paper a sense of floral pizzazz. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"It was then that he decided he wanted to do something more than just watch her draw on a piece of paper. Slowly moving his hand to the inside of his jacket, he felt the rubber grip of the anti-sensei knife. It was harmful to his octopus teacher, but harmless to humans. However, Y/N didn't know that./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emHow well could she respond to danger?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Don't."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Her soft voice cut through his inner dialogue. His hand froze inside his jacket and he raised his head to see her gazing at him. Now that he was so close to her, he saw the little gold flecks in her eyes that were created by the sun. Her face radiated warmth. At that certain point in time, Karma was sure he had never seen someone so warm and full of life before./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Until he met her eyes./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"There was no life to them. If he had seen the sun and the moon and the stars in her eyes before, the constellations were definitely gone by then. Her eyes held a deep, dark sadness to them, one that maybe even he could not comprehend./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""Don't throw the knife at me."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He was snapped out of his trance once again by her voice. It cut through the air, cool and clear, like the invisible fish of the old bedtime story 'Nanabush'. Each word was very monotonous, giving her the appearance of a wind-up doll, programmed to say things she was made to say./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emWhy did she sound so… lifeless?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Despite wanting to gauge how fast her reflexes were, his hand retreated from his jacket and back down to his side. Y/N turned away from him once she realized he was not going to play a trick on her. The curtain of her hair cascaded down the side of her face, obscuring his view of her./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"For the first time that year, he was confused./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Karma was never confused. He had always been able to know someone's personality upon one glance at them, yet with Y/N, he had no idea. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emShe was so unusual./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emWhy was that?/em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""What's your name?" he asked on impulse. "I mean — I know it, but—"/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He just barely caught her eyes shifting to him through her hair. "Do you not listen in class?"/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"There was only the slightest edge of humour in her words and he half-smiled. "No, not really. Koro-sensei is boring and I've already learned this material."/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""I'm Y/L/N Y/N," she said. She turned her face a bit more to see him clearer and there was the ghost of a smile playing on her lips. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"He could have sworn he saw her eyes twinkle briefly too./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"emHe liked her so much already./em/p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""What's your name?" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"A grin stretched across his face, wider than he had ever grinned since coming to this dreaded E Class. /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;""You can call me yours."/p