Hello, my dear readers. I'm glad that some of you are enjoying the story, even though it was only the first chapter. As some of you may have noticed, I used the names 'Gid' and 'Sephie', which are names of characters in the anime 'To LOVE Ru'. Just so you know, I will be using characters from other animes since I couldn't think up some more made-up characters, but it is not a crossover. I'm just using the characters, although I will be changing the sirnames, like I did for Gid, instead of Deviluke, I changed his sirname to Amano, while I gave the sirname Deviluke to Teresa. Well, here's the second chapter. The plot is probably a bit dull, but it has be like that for the rest of the story. By the way, I will be leaving for Japan tomorrow, and won't be able to write anything for about a week, so it will be a while before you get your third chapter. Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Assassination Classroom or its characters, just some parts of the plot.

Chapter 2: Meeting Different Demons, In Different Situations

Following the teacher silently, Teresa observed her surroundings. As she had mentioned to Gid earlier, she spotted cameras and mics around the hallways. She would have to behave properly as long as she was in the school. Now this was something she hadn't accounted for. She knew it would be hard to keep her true nature from the chairman, but she hadn't expected such tight security in the school. She let out a silent sigh, feeling a headache coming on. Soon the teacher stopped walking, causing her to look up, seeing '3-A' on a small sign next to the door of the classroom that they were outside.

"Please wait here. Come in when I call you," the teacher said, smiling sweetly, making Teresa flinch internally at the fakeness of it, before walking into the classroom. The teacher then entered the classroom, silencing all the students. As the teacher begun to do her pre-introduction by talking about her results, Teresa stared through the windows to observe the class. Everyone was as stated in the information Gid had given her. Her eyes landed on Gakushuu, who had a slightly interested expression on his face, before his eyes suddenly averted from the teacher to the window, staring right at her. Her eyes widened slightly, before giving a cute, close-eyed smile while slightly tilting her head to the side in response.

'He's sharper than I thought,' she groaned internally. Soon she heard the teacher call her, and she opened the classroom door.

As she stepped in, she could feel the burning stares of the students, no doubt beginning to evaluate her, seeing as she got into the class of the "chosen ones" on her first day. Keeping her smile, she opted to ignore their judgmental stares and introduce herself.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all. My name is Amano Teresa, please take care of me," she said, using the same sweet tone she had used while speaking the chairman, keeping her smile on, before bowing slightly.

"Amano-san, you may sit at the empty seat over there," the teacher said, pointing to an empty table in the middle of the row of tables right next to the windows on the other wall. Nodding, she silently walked over to her seat. Sitting down, she hung her bag on the hook provided under the table, before pulling out her pencil case and placing it on the table.

"Alright, let's begin homeroom," the teacher said, and begun an endless speech, to which Teresa listened to with half a ear. She rested her elbow in the table and chin on her hand as she stared at the teacher with a slightly bored expression on her face. She could seriously care less about what the teacher had to say, but she needed to make sure that she stays a model student to prevent attracting too much attention to herself. Soon, the school be rang, signally the end of homeroom. The teacher then prepared to leave.

"Ah, Amano-san, please follow me to the staffroom, so that I may pass you your school schedule," he said.

"Yes, sir," Teresa replied, before standing up and following him out of class, once again ignoring the pointed stares and hushed whispers that erected as she stepped out of the classroom. Following the teacher into the staffroom, she watched him sit down at his own desk and began rummaging a drawer. As he did, she took the opportunity to quickly look around and memorise every detail of the room. Soon, he pulled out a single piece of paper, and turned to Teresa , who quickly whipped her head around to face him once more.

"Here you go. This is the schedule assigned to every student in class 3-A," the teacher said, handing her the piece of paper.

"Thank you, um…"

"Ah, yes. I'm Ouno Kensaku."

"Thank you, Ouno-sensei," Teresa replied, pretending to not know the teacher's name till now.

"Now, before you leave, there is something I'd like to tell you. As a student of class 3-A, you must score higher than students of other classes, as you are a 'chosen one'. If your grades drop too low, you may end up in 'The End' class, class 3-E. Those students are nothing more than the trash beneath our feet. You must stay above them if you wish to survive in the society in the future," the teacher, Ouno, said, smiling all the while.

"I understand, Ouno-sensei. I will do my best to stay at the top," Teresa said, smiling, almost shining brightly. Inside though, was a different story. She was utterly disgusted at the teacher for being able to say such things with such a happy face. Had he no sense of humanity, calling other humans trash like it was second nature? The school system acted as a ranking system, those in better classes were superior, and those in lower classes were inferior, as if they had different social statuses based on which class they were in. How degrading. It also seemed that this man cared for his reputation than his students.

'Well, too bad I'm aiming to get into class 3-E,' Teresa thought to herself, keeping the smile on her face despite the fact that she was so disgusted, she was tempted to kill him. But she controlled herself, an assassin doesn't kill out of spite. The teacher nodded in approval, smirking, like he had done the greatest thing in the world and was arrogantly proud of it. He then continued preaching about being in class 3-A, to which Teresa half-heartedly listened, before her eyes averted towards the entrance of the staffroom.

'…Why are there people standing at the door? And there are five of them…' she thought to herself. While the teacher had been speaking, she had heard faint footsteps growing louder, before stopping outside the door. And judging by their breathing, she predicted there were five of them. It seemed that they had followed her and the teacher. Her eyes narrowed slightly towards the door, before looking back at the teacher upon hearing him call her name.

"Do you understand now, Amano-san?"

"Yes, sir. I apologise for having taken up your time. I shall return to class now, I don't want to be late for class."

"Oh, it's no problem. And I agree, do hurry along now, we can't have you late for class on your first day," the teacher said. Bowing slightly, she turned around and headed for the door. Sliding the door open, she stepped out, sighing slightly before closing the door behind her. Turning to her right, she pretended to be surprise by the appearance of the five people.

"Pleasure to meet you, Amano-san," Gakushuu said, smiling at her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, um…"

"Ah, my name is Asano Gakushuu, the student council president of Kunugigaoka Junior High, and I'm ranked first in school," he said in the most gentlemanly manner, before taking her hand in his and lightly brushing his lips on top of it. Teresa's widened slightly in surprise, her cheeks uncharacteristically turning a little pink as she watched Gakushuu raise his head, smirking slightly at her.

"As the student council president, I thought I'd give you a proper welcome," he said smoothly, still smirking, his hand still holding hers. Teresa let out a nervous laugh, before pulling her hand from his.

"I-I see. Still, I don't think there was a need to do that," she replied, the pink still on her cheeks as she gave a nervous smile. No one, absolutely no one, has ever treated her that way before. She had suspected he would try to win her over to make her his minion or something, but not like this! Gakushuu simply gave her a smile.

"The four students behind me, along with myself are the top five students in the school," he said, gesturing to the four behind him, who then stepped forward.

"I'm Araki Teppei, the Media Club President. My best subject is Social Studies, and I'm ranked second in the school," the bespectacled guy said, pushing up his glasses as he introduced himself. Teresa mentally scoffed at how smug he sounded.

"I'm Sakakibara Ren, the student council secretary. My best subject is humanities, and I'm ranked third in the school. Let's get along," the next guy said, brushing his fingers through his locks as he leaned over, getting too close for comfort. Teresa's eyebrow twitched in annoyance.

'Great, a flirtatious one that knows no bounds and enters people's personal bubble,' Teresa mentally cursed her luck, keeping the nervous smile from before as she took a step back, increasing the distance between them once more, watching Ren wilt slightly at the act.

"I'm Koyama Natsuhiko, the Biology Club President. My best subject is science, and I'm ranked fifth. Also, my memorization abilities are second to none! Gishishishi," the guys with the creepy hairdo said, ending off with an even creepier laugh. Teresa laughed nervously, before thinking to herself, 'Second to none, huh? We'll see about that.'

"And I'm Seo Tomoya, speaker of the student council. My best subject is Language Arts, and I'm ranked sixth. I lived in Los Angeles for a year before, hence my English speaking skills are the best in this school," the last guy said, smirking arrogantly.

"I see…" Teresa replied, not impressed in the least. He may have learned from an English-speaking country for a year, but she had learned English from when she was born, before she had even become an assassin!

"The five of us are the Five Virtuosos, the sun that illuminates this school," Gakushuu exclaimed, smirking proudly. Was that supposed to impress her? Because it seemed nothing more that boastful arrogance. Teresa smiled as she walked past them, her arms behind her back with her hands conjoined.

"I see. Shall we continue this speech as we walk to class? I wish not to be late," she said, turning only her head to face them, flashing a cute smile. The five silently complied, staring at the girl in front of them. Gakushuu watched her, like a hawk stalking its prey, thinking about how to put her under his control, before realising Ren leaning over slightly towards him.

"Oi, Asano-kun, what was that just now? You've never done that to any girl before," he whispered, not wanting Teresa to hear him.

"From the looks of it, she seems like a rich daddy's girl. No doubt she is treated like a princess at home. Give her the same treatment and we will win her over," Gakushuu replied, smirking evilly, revealing his true nature.

"You really are merciless, aren't you?" Seo said, chuckling silently. He knew his friend was evil, but he never thought he would go such lengths. He should have expected it though. The other two smirked at each other. All five of them were unaware of the fact that Teresa was watching them from the corner of her eye, listening to every word they said, fuming at the fact that they were degrading her to a simpleton. Then, she turned around to face them, walking backwards.

"Hey, I just realized, none of you are ranked fourth. Who is?" she asked. She watched in confusion as Koyama snarled while the rest snickered in response.

"Um…why are you so upset, Koyama-san?" she asked carefully, not wanting to get on his bad side.

"He lost to Akabane Karma, who is ranked fourth, and is still pretty sore about it. It would be wise to not mention it in front of him again," Gakushuu explained, smiling sweetly. Teresa nodded, making a mental note of that.

"So, is this Akabane Karma in class 3A? Shouldn't he be one of the Five Virtuosos?" she questioned further, pretending to not know who he was.

"No, unfortunately, he has been suspended for use of violence on another student, and he has been sent to class 3-E," Gakushuu replied, and Teresa raised a brow. It was short and simple, clearly leaving out the important details.

"But if he has such high ranking, couldn't one time of use of violence be easily overlooked?"

"True, except this isn't his first time. Ouno-sensei has always closed one eye towards Akabane's actions, but it was starting to affect his image, so eventually he disciplined Akabane," Gakushuu replied. She could tell it wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the entire truth either.

'As I thought, that rotten teacher only cares about his reputation,' Teresa thought, silently sighing in disappointment.

Teresa took the opportunity to observe Gakushuu, now that she saw him in person. Just like she had evaluated, he was as he appeared, excellent in academics and sports, and she could tell he was trying to crack her, figure out what she was, and make her his minion, like the rest of his class. In the looks department, he was on the same level as Karma. Although, now that she saw him in person, he really looked and had an aura similar to the chairman, the likeness was creepy.

"Say, President Asano, are you the chairman's son? Seeing as you have the same surname, not to mention you two look really alike!" Teresa asked cheerily. She watched as Gakushuu's eye twitched slightly at the mention of the chairman, before he smiled all too sweetly.

"Yes, and I get told that a lot. By the way, you don't need to be so formal. 'Asano' is just fine," he replied, quickly changing the topic as he did. Teresa nodded in understanding.

'So taking about his father is a taboo subject, huh…' she thought to herself. They don't have a close relationship, like she had suspected when she first saw their profiles.

"Oh, okay. I'm sorry. Then…is 'Asano-kun' okay?" she replied, immediately changing her way of addressing him. As Gakushuu looked at her to reply, he immediately took note of the apologetic look she had on, eyes sorrowful and empathetic, almost as if she was begging for forgiveness with her eyes.

"Sure, why not?" he replied, the confidence he had in his voice while speaking all this while fading, as he looked to the side sheepishly. He didn't understand why, but seeing that look on her face made him feel…guilty? Vulnerable? It felt something along those lines.

Soon, they reached the classroom. Sliding open the door, she entered, humming happily to herself while ignoring the looks from the other students, walking towards her table. Sitting down, she looked out the window, hearing the shuffling of footsteps as student s returned to their seats upon seeing their teacher enter. After bowing and greeting the teacher, Teresa, with her textbook and notebook on the table, didn't bother to look at the teacher as he began lessons. Without looking down, she began writing down on her notebook all the important pointers the teacher mentioned. She didn't even need to pay attention to do that much, in all honesty.

Whenever the teacher had his back turned onto the class, Gakushuu averted his eyes from the board and towards Teresa, and every time he did, she was always looking out the window while her hand worked away, writing on her notebook. He raised an eyebrow, wondering how on earth she could do that. It was different from typing on a keyboard without looking: after typing for a while, your body would remember which key was what letter, but to write without looking, and on top of that, without making a mess. It didn't help that she didn't seem to be listening, but was still able to take notes. He wasn't appalled, oh no, he was amused. Oh so amused.

At first glance, she seemed like a delicate girl, who would have trouble keeping up with the class, and would need to rely on her father to get tutors to obtain the kind of results she got, but now, looking at her, she looked like a completely different person, effortlessly jotting down notes without paying much attention to the teacher. Different from the impression she gave him when they conversed outside.

This time, as he averted his eyes back onto the board, Teresa tore her glance away from the window to Gakushuu. She had felt him stare her way at least five times now, and it was getting on her nerves. She definitely hadn't blown her cover, nor made herself suspicious in the least bit. So why did keep looking at her direction, like he suspected something. You'd think after years of pointing and staring would make her immune to the irritation she was feeling right now, but it clearly didn't. Her eyes turned back to face the window, refusing to let anyone to see her façade breaking, as a slight scowl appeared on her face, her eyebrow twitching slightly. Her grip on her writing utensil tightened slightly as a means of calming herself down.

Soon, the class ended, and the teacher left. Once the teacher was out of sight, a group of students swarmed Teresa, much to her annoyance.

"Amano-san, is it true you scored full marks for all subjects for your entrance examination?" one of the female students asked excitedly. Teresa flashed a bright smile to hide her true emotions.

"Yes, it is true! I was quite shocked myself! I hadn't expected to score that high, much less to get full marks," Teresa replied. Technically, it wasn't a lie.

"Wow, you must be the first student in our school's history to have scored full marks for the school's entrance examination! Even Asano-kun was one mark away from achieving full marks!" one of the male students exclaimed, not noticing that the comment seemingly annoyed Gakushuu, who stilled upon hearing the remark.

"Oh, is that so…" Teresa replied, unsure of what sure she should say. Conversing with people younger than her or around her age, other than Edward and Gid's biological daughters, was something she could never claim to be good at. Mostly because their conversations annoyed her, or she didn't feel obliged to tell them. She had an easier time conversing with people who were older than her, because it was always easier to see through their intentions, which were usually very much corrupted, and children younger than six are usually really innocent.

After conversing with a few more students, all speaking ceased as the next teacher entered. After another two more lessons, it was time for lunch. Not feeling hungry, Teresa remained seated as the rest of the students got up to head out to eat. She politely rejected any student who came over to invite her to eat with them. When the classroom was void of students, Gakushuu went up to Teresa. Sensing him approach her, she looked up to face him the ever sweet smile present on her face.

"Ah! Asano-kun!" Teresa exclaimed cheerfully. Gakushuu smiled in response, a fake smile, that is.

"Amano-san, since it your first day and all, I thought, as Student Council President, I'd show you around the campus. If you don't mind, that is," Gakushuu said. Teresa nodded in agreement, and followed him out of the classroom.

'I was planning to explore around after school, but this is better, I guess,' Teresa thought to herself, as she followed Gakushuu show her to science labs, computer labs, the library, the school gym, outdoor track, different sport fields and the school swimming pool. The tour didn't last as long as she thought it would.

As they approached the school building, she turned to face Gakushuu and asked, "Say, are students allowed at the rooftop? I'd like to go up here and take a look," she gave a pleading look to Gakushuu.

"Sure, I'll accompany you," Gakushuu replied, showing her the way to the staircase that led to the rooftop. Opening the door at the top of the stairs, a strong gust of wind blew past them both, causing them both to shut their eyes for a moment. They then walked out to the open, reaching the fence that surrounded the rooftop. She stared down from where she was, taking note of the fact that she could see every last detail from up there. Darting her eyes around, she spotted a camera at the door they entered from. She internally groaned, of course there would be security up here. Looking around, she noticed a mountain, and on the very top, was a mini, wooden campus.

"Say, I noticed that I didn't see a single 'E' class in the school campus. Where is their class?" she asked, not looking at Gakushuu.

He walked to her and pointed at the very mountain she was staring at, "Over there. Students in 'the End' class do not belong in the campus. They have to have lesson in that tiny campus on that mountain, and besides lunch time or school assemblies, it is against the school rules for them to come down here to the main campus during school hours," he explained, and Teresa felt more disgusted then before. They treated students from lower classes like a disease, it was degrading and inhuman.

She narrowed her eyes, and could see a flash of yellow through one of the windows. Her smile dimmed and her once jolly look turned into an expressionless one, the same one she always had when she was on the job, and she could feel her bloodlust growing, but managed to keep it hidden at the same time. Now that her target was in sight, she felt more determined about completing the mission. She snapped out of her thoughts when the bell suddenly started ringing.

"We should probably return, since the bell just rang," Gakushuu suggested, turning towards the door. Teresa turned her head to face him, about to speak when another gust of wind blew past, causing his bangs to sweep along with the wind, making Teresa's stomach churn at the sight. She swallowed hard and pushed away those feeling that began to arouse in her. She hated to admit it, but he looked rather debonair at that moment. Nonetheless, she did her best to ignore it.

"Yeah, let's go. I'd be troubled if I caused you to be late for a lesson," she replied, giving him a quick smile, before briskly walking past him and to the stairs.

She internally scolded herself, 'Such feelings are unnecessary, focus on the mission. You're not here to admire boys,' As she speed-walked down the hallways, Gakushuu was right behind her, effortlessly keeping up with her, staring at her with a perfectly arched eyebrow. He had noticed how she immediately walked past him with her head cast downwards, as if refusing to face him.

As soon as she entered the class, she quickly took her seat and looked out of the window, once again half-heartedly listening to the next teacher begin their lesson. As the following lessons resumed, she noticed that Gakushuu always answered the teacher's questions accurately, receiving much praise by the teachers and admiration by the students, and was well favoured amongst both teachers and students as they were awed by his performance in class.

But she saw there was more to it. It was all an act, he was simply using them to his advantage to improve his image. He simply wanted to stand on top of them, to rule them, to completely dominate them. He wanted to have them dancing in the palm of his hand whenever he wished. The boys respected him for his perfect academic record, the girls swooned over him for his abilities and devilishly good looks, and the teachers simply liked him, either it was because his perfect record gave them a good image as teachers or he was the chairman's son.

He saw all of them, even the other four of the Five Virtuosos, as nothing more than pawns in his game, with the chairman no doubt. It wouldn't be surprising if he was already planning to make her his flunkie, like the rest of the class. He truly was a demon, one most wouldn't be able to resist. She couldn't, wouldn't, let herself get manipulated by him, if she wanted to leave this class.

Soon, the last bell rang, indicating the end of the last lesson of the day. Gathering her stuff, she neatly arranged them in her bag, before slinging it over her shoulder. Looking out of the window once more, she nearly blanched when she saw the same limousine from this morning. She shook her head as she walked out of the classroom, she hadn't expected Gid to send a limousine to pick her up.

Reaching the ground level, she noticed a couple of male students she had spotted in class 3-C ganging up on another male student who was smaller in size compared to them, and behind him was a female student who was even shorter than him. Walking up to them, she noticed other students simply stood around, snickering silently or smirking evilly at the scene, not bothering to lift a hand to help. She frowned slightly, this school truly was the epitome of corruption. As she got closer, her eyes widened in realisation that the two were Shiota Nagisa and Kayano Kaede of class 3E.

"Say, Nagisa-kun, you seem to be pretty chummy in class 3E, don't you? Maybe it suits a loser like you perfectly," the bespectacled said, smirking evilly as Nagisa looked slightly downcast upon hearing those words. Kayano frowned, recognising the despair he held in his eyes as he prevented making eye contact with the two bullies. Teresa sighed internally, deciding to save them herself.

"Hey, that's not very polite, you know? Calling him a loser, that is," she piped up, causing the four to turn and look at her, while the surrounding spectators stared at her in obvious shock.

"You're that new transfer student, aren't you?" the bespectacled one asked, and she nodded in response.

"Huh. Then it's no surprise that you don't know. In this school, those in class 'The End' E are a bunch of misfits that are below us. They can't talk back to us if their grades are lower than ours. They are nothing more than trash," the spikey-haired one explained, a cruel smirk on their faces as Nagisa and Kayano averted their eyes from her. A shadow was cast over her eyes as her smile turned into a frown, feeling her frustration slowly approaching its peak.

"That gives you all the more less reason to insult them like that, doesn't it?" she replied, the sweetness in her voice disappearing completely and her tone harsher than she had wanted for it to be. She wasn't letting out any bloodlust, but the anger laced in her tone caused both boys to flinch, becoming visibly terrified, while Nagisa and Kayano both widened their eyes in shock. Both boys mumbled out a brief "sorry" before making a run for it. Nagisa and Kayano both stood rooted in the spot, staring at her, unsure of how to act.

Turning to the duo, she flashed her signature sweet smile, "Ah, I apologise on behalf of those two for badmouthing you, and myself for scaring you, if I did," she said softly, which seemed to help the two calm down.

"Excuse me, but that guy said you were a transfer student right? This is something that occurs on a norm. Why would you stand up for us? That's considered...well, abnormal," Kayano asked, and Teresa resisted the urge to snort.

"I may be new, but I've already heard how the system works, like, three times already. The only thing abnormal here is the system. Just because everyone else does it doesn't mean I should do it. It's my choice as to whether I want to behave the same way everyone else does, isn't it? And I'd rather not," Teresa replied honestly, watching as the two stared at her in shock and happiness.

"Thank you…this is the first time someone from the main campus has treated us this way," Nagisa said, his face lighting up slightly. Teresa smiled back and began making her way to the limousine, before hearing Nagisa call out to her.

"Hey, what's your name?" he asked, and she turned her head to face him, before replying, "Amano Teresa."

"So, what was that about?" Edward asked as he drove the limousine towards Teresa's quarters.

"What are you referring to?" she asked, looking up to meet his eyes in the rearview mirror, a blank expression on her face.

"It's not like you to voluntarily make friends with other people," he replied, staring back at her. She saw interest and anticipation in his eyes, causing her to roll hers.

"Don't get the wrong idea, Edward. They were students of the class being taught by my target, so I was just doing what was necessary for my mission, that being getting along with them. That way the students wouldn't suspect a thing, and I can 'get along' with the rest of the class when I eventually get there," she replied, Edward raising his brows. Figures. No way she would actually care about making friends.

"By the way, I'm guessing it was Gid-sama's orders for you to pick me up, but may I know why?" she asked.

"Well, he wanted you to call him immediately when school ended, and decided that if you were in the limo, no one will overhear you," Edward answered, averting his eyes from hers.

"…Why would he need me to call him? It's only my first day, I wouldn't have any progress to report," she grumbled, but took out her phone and dialled for Gid anyways.

"Urgh, why isn't he picking up?"

"You've been on the phone for five seconds, miss."

"I know that! But if he wanted me to call him so urgently, he would pick it up immediately, wouldn't he?!" she exclaimed, and Edward couldn't deny it. She redialled the number, and this time, he picked up.

"Yes?"

"It's me. What do you want, a progress report? 'Cause I don't have one."

"No, no…I wanted to ask, how was school?"

There was a long silence, and all Gid could hear was the sound of her breathing. Noticing the silence, Edward looked at Teresa through the rearview mirror once more, and saw her frowning, her emotions mixed between boredom and irritation.

"…Teresa, are you still there?" Gid asked, although he knew the answer to that.

"…Seriously? I'm here on an assassination mission, not to enjoy school life! Instead of asking about my progress, you ask how was school?!" she fumed, and Edward bit back a laugh. Watching her reprimand Gid with him being unable to win never failed to crack him up.

"But, I was curious to know how you felt towards going to school as a student, since you never have!" Gid whined childishly on the other end of the line, and Teresa rolled her eyes. How did such a childish, immature, thirty-plus year old man became the president of an organisation of assassins was beyond her.

"How I feel about is none of your concern, Gid-sama."

"Maybe, but I'm asking as your superior and father, although only in name. I have a right to know..."

Teresa let out a groan, before staring out of the window, as the events in school flashed across her mind. If she had to sum it up in one word, it would be...

"Well, school was okay, I guess…nothing much happened," she sighed out, shutting her eyes as she pinched the bridge of her nose, tilting her head backwards slightly. She hoped this appeased him, because she really wanted to hang up now. She thanked the gods when Gid muttered a disappointed "alright" and ended the call.

Putting the phone back into her pocket, she leaned back and let out a long sigh. She had created enough trouble for herself by putting a little too much effort to get into the school, she really didn't need this now.

[In the apartment]

Teresa looked up to the clock on the wall, to see that it was already half past seven. It was too late for her to start cooking now, so she would have to go out to eat. She had finished all school homework a long time ago, and had been practising her sword fighting skills in one of the rooms which she had decided to turn into a training room. Wiping her neck with a towel, she kept her training equipment and walked out of the training room.

Entering the bathroom, she shed herself of her simple training attire, which was a black singlet and a pair of black shorts. After her bath, she slipped on a simple, black, spaghetti-strapped dress. The straight neckline was right below her collarbone, and the dress was skin-tight around the chest area, before flowing out in the form of a skirt, which reached her knees. She then put on a black hoodie with elbow-long sleeves, before slipping on a pair of black, ankle-high flat boots. Grabbing a black sling bag, she quickly put in her necessities and left the house.

Fishing out her phone, she sent a quick text to Edward to inform him that she had left. When she approached the area a ramen store she wanted to go to was in, she took a left turn into a dark alley, for it was a shortcut, but didn't account for high school students to be there.

Not that it actually mattered, seeing as she would, without a doubt, be able to handle them. But she didn't want to risk getting spotted by the target if he happens to pass by.

"Hey, little lady~! What are you doing here, all by yourself~?" one of the high school students, who had multiple piercings on his ears, said, his speech slurring as he did so. Just hearing him speak, and judging from the pungent smell she detected on him, she could tell he was drunk. If that bottle of beer in his hand was anything to go by…

"Oh, I was hoping to reach a ramen store through this way, since it's faster," she replied, smiling sweetly at the male, whose pedophile-like grin turned into an angry scowl.

"Not through this way, you won't. This is our turf, no one is allowed here except for us, so get lost!" he growled, and soon, more high school students emerged from their hiding places in the darkness of the shadows cast by the walls on the sides of this alley. Teresa internally groaned, she should really save herself the trouble and leave, but she was too lazy to. It didn't help that she wasn't a very cooperative person, besides with Gid and Edward.

"…And if I don't?" she asked, giving a little smirk as she watched the male's anger reach its peak.

"Then you're dead, bitch!" he yelled, signalling the others to attack. They brought out metal pipes, chains, and pocket knives, all launching for her. She easily avoided each weapon that came her way, and was almost bored.

'Slow,' was all she thought as she dodged a kick that came flying her way. These guys really weren't worth her time, and she couldn't be bothered to retaliate, but simply avoiding their attacks was becoming a waste of time, and it didn't help that they seemed to have great stamina, for they continued this for another seven minutes non-stop. Teresa let out a silent 'oompf' as her back hit one of the walls, and they ganged up around her. She mentally cursed her lack of attention to her surroundings. One of them lift his metal pipe, ready to strike, and just when Teresa had finally decided to fight back, a palm sent the said guy flying to the side.

Eyes widening, she watched silently as the other guys got owned, thrown around and knocked unconscious. Staring at her saviour, her jaw dropped as she instantly recognised his crimson red hair and those amber gold eyes. She continued watching in shock as he grabbed the gang leader's face and smashed it against the wall opposite her.

"Ah~ don't you know it's rude to try and hit a girl just 'cause she wants to come through this way?" he said, clearly taunting the leader, who growled angrily in response, but said nothing more when his face got punched continuously, the red-haired boy laughing happily all the while. Soon, the beat-up session stopped, and the leader slumped to the ground unconsciously, the red-haired boy took the opportunity to take, or rather, empty their wallets.

"Akabane…Karma…" Teresa gasped out, finally getting over her shock. She thanked the heavens that she hadn't fought back, or her cover would be blown. Hearing her speak his name, Karma turned around to face her, his eyes, which seemed to glow in the darkness like a cat's, widening slightly before he narrowed them, a smirk settling on his lips.

"Heh, you know my name?" he asked, amusement dancing in his amber gold orbs as he approached her dangerously, his bloodlust seeping out of him. She almost laughed at his attempt to intimidate her. Almost.

"Yep! I've heard about you from my classmates in school!" she exclaimed, smiling sweetly. His smirk turned into a confused frown.

"School? You mean you're from-"

"Kunugigaoka Junior High? Yep!" she finished for him. He began to stare at her intensely, which almost made her twitch uncomfortably, but she managed to stay composed.

"I don't remember seeing you in school before, though?" he asked, raising a brow.

"That's because I just transferred into the school today," she replied, her smile still on her face. Karma nodded in understanding, before smirking at her once more.

"So, what now? Are you going to report to the police about this?"

"Whatever for? You beating up a bunch of gangsters that were attacking me and saving me in the process? I don't see anything so wrong that I should report to the police about, although I admit the beating you gave the leader was a little overkill," she chuckled, and looking at him, she could tell he was thoroughly amused.

"Aren't you afraid of me? After seeing what I had done?"

"Like I said, whatever for? You saved me, even though it may not have been your main intention. So why on earth should I be afraid?" she answered, chuckling good-heartedly as she rolled her eyes in a humoured fashion. Karma snickered along with her, before the two walked side by side to the other end of the alley.

"So, why did you decide to come through this way?" he asked, looking down at her, as she gave an uneasy smile.

"Well, I wanted to go to a certain ramen store, and it would have been faster through this alley, and I wasn't willing to take the long way, so I decided to go through here…I wasn't expecting for there to be people though," she replied, mumbling the last part more to herself than to him. Karma simply raised his brows when he heard her reply.

"Anyway, since you did save me and all, shall we have dinner together? My treat," Teresa suddenly said, smiling at a visibly shocked Karma, who immediately regained himself and smiled, replying, "Sure."

As they walked down the streets, Karma observed the girl happily walking next to him. It was a first, meeting someone, and a girl at that, not get scared seeing him beat the crap out of people. True, he had saved her in the process, but normally people will get afraid thinking they will get attacked next. However, when she looked at him, her eyes held not a single ounce of fear, but were instead so innocently bright, like she was more amazed than afraid. How she easily laughed around him and let her guard around him, he simply didn't understand it. He then silently chuckled to himself, realising he was getting all flustered over a girl. But if he had to be honest to himself, she was…interesting.

"Say, you know my name, but I don't know yours. Mind telling me?" he asked.

"Amano Teresa."

"Amano…as in CEO of Amano Corps, that Amano?"

"Yep," she replied. Gid was the CEO of Amano Corps, as well as the president of the assassin organisation, although the second occupation was a secret from the rest of the world, naturally.

"Wow…are you a third year in Kunugigaoka Junior High?" She nodded. in response.

"Which class?"

"The accelerated program, A class," she replied, and his eyes widened in surprise, before distancing himself from her slightly. Noticing that gesture, she turned to look at him, seeing a suspicious look on his face.

"…What is it?" she asked, sensing that he was suspecting her of something.

"Did Asano-kun or Ouno-sensei tell you to get close to me so that people from the main campus can mock me or something?" he asked, and Teresa's smile dropped into a frown as a shadow was cast over her eyes, before she turned her head to face ahead. It was silent for a few moments, neither sides saying anything, before Teresa spoke up.

"…Did I look like such a person to you?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. She didn't understand why, but being thought to be such a cruel person, like those from that night, stirred insecurities in her as an assassin, and even more as a person. Noticing the change in her tonality and how her voice wavered, he felt guilt stab him. Even if they had just met, judging by how she behaved around him and how she had treated him, he should have known she wasn't that type of person.

"…Sorry, I didn't exactly have a really good history with them," he replied, unsure of what else to say. He jumped when he heard her suddenly let out a loud snort.

"No kidding, seeing how you immediately distanced yourself from me when I mentioned I was in the A class," she exclaimed nonchalantly, Karma stared at her with wide eyes, shocked and amused, before he started laughing.

"That's true."

[In the apartment]

Teresa changed out of her dress and into a simple t-shirt and shorts. She ate together with Karma at the ramen store, and spent the time chatting about his time in the main campus. Turns out that he was good friends with Nagisa before he dropped into class 3-E, but eventually Karma distanced himself from Nagisa because he had sensed something off, about him. Teresa guessed that meant he sensed the hidden bloodlust within Nagisa. It also turns out his suspension was ending within four to five days.

Teresa settled on the couch, leaning against the backrest. The day had been rather eventful, meeting four out of the six people she was concerned about. She certainly didn't expect to meet both Nagisa and Karma on the same day, in the same type of situation, but with her in different positions. She saved Nagisa, and she was saved by Karma.

Opening her laptop, she decided to make a face to face conversation with Gid.

"Well, this is rare. You don't usually make the first move to call without my orders. What's the matter?" Gid said, staring at her with an amused expression.

"Well, I thought I'd give a report. Firstly, I haven't made contact with the target, but I have with three students in the class he's teaching. Secondly, how does the chairman know how Sephie looks like?"

"…We have met before at several banquets, but you've never attended any of them, so…" he trailed off, not knowing what else to say. Teresa remained silent for a while, before speaking up once more.

"Well, that's all I have to report for today. Good night, Gid-sama," she said, before ending the call before Gid could protest. Shutting her laptop, she stretched her arms behind her back as she stood up and walked to the giant sliding window, staring out at the night sky. Her eyes settled on the crescent moon, and frowned. Although it had become like that permanently for a while now, she couldn't stand how it constantly reminded her of her loss, for it looked exactly the same back then.

It was only the first day, and things were so hectic already. She could only guess what would happen for the next one year she continues this mission, and how she would deal with the demons residing with her in the school.

Well, not that it would be a problem. She tamed and eliminated demons tougher than them, and she was pretty much a demon herself.

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