Before we start, I would like to clarify that I didn't come up with these myself. I just got the idea from a Tumblr thing where a guy would make texting situations between the characters, and so I just transformed them into short stories. So yeah.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ass Class nor the original idea

A Bad Kisser

"Hey, Kayano," Karma greeted.

Kayano looked up at the (far) taller boy. It was unusual for Karma to speak to her directly. She raised an eyebrow.

"I came with a message from Nagisa. Because he's too shy to say it himself," Karma said, smiling slyly.

Kayano, distrustful of the look on Karma's face, offered, "And?"

"He says that he can't stop thinking about your kiss and wants to do it again," Karma told her, dropping a bomb.

Kayano blushed at this and didn't respond.

"He also added that he wants to stick his tongue in and mess with you like before."

With that, something snapped in Kayano's head. She didn't stop blushing, but just fell silent.

"Nagisa didn't say that, did he?" she asked ominously.

"What's wrong with him trying to kiss you again? Or are you just a bad kisser?" Karma mocked.

That officially snapped Kayano.

"A bad kisser?!" she snarled. "I'll show you a bad kisser!"

With that, she started to completely smother Karma's mouth, flicking her tongue about angrily. There was no love, just Kayano trying to show up Karma.

After about five seconds of that, she pulled away, spit on the floor, and stomped out of the classroom. Karma's reaction face was about as red as his hair.

"I thought the plan was to make Kayano kiss Nagisa, not you," Nakamura teased, sneaking up on Karma.

"Shut up and go away!" Karma shouted at her, feeling the indignance Nagisa always showed.

"Congratulations, Karma."

Not now, please not now, Karma thought, recognizing the voice.

Nagisa was smiling, his eyes closed as he said it. His smile looked friendly, but Karma knew him enough to know what Nagisa was thinking inside.

"You're dead now," Nagisa conveyed in the seemingly impressed words.

"It's not like that, Nagisa," Karma told him, regaining his cool.

"Whatever," Nagisa said. "I'm off to 'congratulate' Kayano."

With that, he left the classroom.

Nagisa found Kayano out in the hall, glaring at a wall.

"Congratulations, Kayano," Nagisa said, doing the same as he did to Karma.

"It's not like that!" Kayano shouted.

"Whatever. Anyways, I'll be glad to be Karma's best man at your wedding, eh?"

"IT'S. NOT. LIKE. THAT," Kayano repeated.

"Protest all you want," Nagisa said calmly despite the rage and jealously building up inside him. "It's true."

"I only did it because he said I was a bad kisser."

"Why? Was it your second time or-"

"No. He was pretending that he was telling me a message from you to get us to kiss."

Almost comically, Nagisa's expression didn't change as he started, "Wha-"

With that, Kayano punched the solid wooden wall, which didn't so much as mark said wall.

"OWWWW!" Kayano cried.

She started rubbing her knuckles, and Nagisa started doing the same, hoping it may help.

"Oh, geez, are you okay?" Nagisa asked, now concerned.

"Yeah, I'm good," Kayano sighed. "Karma just pisses me off sometimes..."

"He always does."

They stood in silence. Kayano started going red, realizing Nagisa was still cradling her fist.

"He said he wanted us to kiss, right?" Nagisa asked.

"Yeah," Kayano admitted.

Nagisa said nothing. Then he kissed her knuckles, causing Kayano's face to flare in embarrassment.

"Baby steps," Nagisa said and left.

Kayano stood there mumbling to herself, then started going back to class.