This is just a prologue no OCs until the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Assassination Classroom
He did not want to get up especially now that he was in E-Class. Third year had just started a few weeks ago and already he was the subject of all sorts of ridicule and hatred, not that he was not use to it. Yoru Kuro never really had many friends to begin with and that was fine with him. It was not that he had trouble making friends he just did not want any because the way he saw it all people did was let you down. Reluctantly, he crawled out of bed and made his way to the bathroom and took a shower. When he was done and while he was drying off he could not help but look at himself in the bathroom mirror. In his opinion he was a decent looking guy with his medium length black hair and his dark brown eyes but then his focus shifts to the scar on his cheek and all positive thoughts leave his mind. Thinking about how he got he got his scar, Youra felt a chill run down his spine and quickly started getting dressed so he could forget about it.
When he stepped out of the bathroom he was in his normal gray school uniform with his blazer hung over his shoulder. He made his way down stairs only to find the living room and kitchen empty which was not a surprise to him at this point. Mom and Dad are already gone what are the chances, he thought sarcastically before starting to make his own breakfast. Since both Yoru's parents worked at a very big and successful company not only were they always busy and had to leave for the office early in the morning but also they had to stay there until late into the night. This fact meant that Yoru never saw his parents that often; they would leave him notes on occasion but after a while he just stopped reading them. After he was done his breakfast he grabbed his school supplies headed out the door.
Unfortunately for him a lot of the kids on his block also went to Kunugigaoka Junior High; however, unlike him they were all D-Class and above which meant the walk to school was very annoying. Almost immediately after he stepped out of his house and began walking another student, most likely one from D-Class, came up to him and began insulting him. Not really caring what the other student said Yuro just ignored what he said and this annoyed the other student who wanted to see a reaction.
"What's the matter E-Class trash, too stupid to know when you're being insulted?" sneered the other student.
When he that insult Yoru stopped in his tracks, turned to the other boy and punched him across the jaw. Before the other student had a chance to react to what just happened Yuro grabbed him by his shirt and spoke. "Listen to me; if you ever call me stupid again I won't be gentle."
With that said Yoru walked away leaving the other student dazed a holding his cheek; however, right before he was out of ear shot he head the boy call him a freak before going in a different direction. That was the thing about Yoru he was not stupid even though he was in E-Class. Most of his grades were solid especially math really the only reason he was shipped on main campus was because of his violent streak; although, his terrible language grade might have also contributed. Yoru was more of a punch first ask questions later kind of guy always picking fights no matter who the person was. This habit was helped by the fact that Yoru was black belt and a self-proclaimed expert in hand to hand combat.
As confident as he carried himself in reality all of it was in act. In actuality aside from his above average fighting ability and math skills Yoru did not think very highly of himself. In fact, he had an extreme inferiority complex, never thinking that he was good enough. It did not help that he also hated to lose or fail in general; in fact, when he was dropped down to E-Class from B-Class he nearly killed himself by hanging. The only thing that stopped him that day was the timely arrival of his parents and their ability to talk him down. Whenever he thought of that incident a pit formed in his stomach and shame filled his very being but ironically enough it was not the most horrible memory he had.
When he made it up the mountain and arrived at the old campus building no one was there. He took his phone out of his pocket and looking at the time he noticed that he was about fifteen minutes early. With nothing better to do he just decided to walk into the building.
"Another day in hell begins," he said plainly
Couple things, first thank you so much to everyone who has submitted OCs I didn't think that this fic would get this much attention. Additionally, anyone who still wants to submit an OC can I'll put a notice in the summary when I can no longer accept them. Second this fic will be written alongside another so updates may be scatted but also maybe they won't be and if any of you are fans of Fairy Tail check that other one out. That being said I'll catch you guys later.