Okay, I am sorry for the delay. It's quite a busy time right now and I still haven't recovered yet so I will do my best to update within two/three days. Please bear with it!
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Nagisa's P.O.V.
The weekend we spent taking care of Karma-kun. We initially wanted to cook lunches and dinners but as it turned out, Karma-kun drew a lesson from the last time and made us sit like dogs while he would be in charge of the kitchen. Although we felt very embarrassed and useless, the purpose of our visit was fulfilled - he ate. He laughed with us at the table when we talked about jokes or interesting things. His condition has improved significantly and today he could finally go to school as if nothing happened.
"Yo," he waved at us as he entered the classroom, looking as confident as ever.
"KARMA!" Everyone ran to his side, hugging him, some even crying of relief.
"Are you okay?" Kataoka-san asked, taking his hand.
"Sorry for the last time, it was a misunderstanding, I swear!" Meahara-kun bowed twenty times in the speed of light, shouting.
"Did you really get yoursef into hospital?! Don't be so careless, man!" Isogai-kun sighed, hitting the redhead's back with his palm. Ah right, no one apart from me, Nakamura-san, Koro-sensei and Karasuma-sensei knew of the exact reason Karma-kun was admitted there. We had no intention to let it be known.
"Sorry, I might have overstimated my limits." He chuckled. This time it was a normal, cheerful smile. I think that seeing everyone showing care made him happy.
I approached the redhead. He noticed and sent me a warm expression, as if in thanks. It wasn't worth mentioning, all I did was what a friend would do. Help, support, care, love. All that I failed to do before. But now would be different. Now I would know where to look, what to say, I would notice all kinds of things about him and never hesitate to help.
"Let's see who we have here! And you were still so pathetically sick yesterday! Do you really feel up to being here? I could call the ambulance right away if you needed," the mocking but chummy voice belonged to none other than our blond girl friend.
Karma-kun grinned and then faked to be dizzy by putting the back of hand on his forehead: "Oh no, I think I'm going to faint! Please take care of me as cutely as yesterday, Nakamura-chan." And with that, he let himself fall forward into the hands of the girl, making her face go red.
We all laughed madly at the scene. How could one believe that this boy was drowning in despair just few days ago, seeking any way to end the pain?
I laughed so much that it made me cry.
Karma's P.O.V.
Today was nice. At first I was very awkward to go into the classroom - I thought that they might be upset over what I have told them last time. Or that they would be too hesitant to talk to me. So I did what I was the best at - pretending confidence.
It worked. And the longer I was there, the less it felt like pretending. I was happy. I was relieved and for some reason even forgot about everything else. The only thing in my mind were the lessons and fun assassination attemps.
What I was very grateful for is that Nagisa-kun and Nakamura stayed quiet about what has happened. That they didn't make a fuss about it and instead decided to face me straightforward, coming all the way to my house and spending time with me. Although it might feel just normal to others, to me it meant a lot.
Though I would appreciate it if they didn't blow up my kitchen.
But now, the school ended. I sat in the classroom, watching everyone go home. And I thought. Do I want to be alone there again? Do I want to cope with the shitty reality?
No.
I could wander around the town until night. Or better - wander in a forest. It was silent and peaceful there. And maybe, if I were lucky enough to forget the way out, I could get lost and-
What was I thinking again? The octopus would find me within one minute.
But I didn't want to go back to that prison. I didn't have enough courage to return there on my own.
"Karma-kun, are you free now?" Suddenly, the blue haired pipsqueak asked, making me snap out of the hurricane of thoughts.
It took me a while to process his words. "Huh?"
"Man, are you still asleep? We asked if you are free." That was the blond, making a sarcastic grin.
Smiling, I internally thanked them: "Yeah, sure. You got plans?"
Both of them seemed relieved and ethusiastic, nodding, taking me by my hands and leading the way.
It wasn't only us hanging out. The whole, I repeat, whole class, which meant all 28 students and three teachers, decided to throw a party out of blue. I have absolutely no idea how but all of them came in half an hour, having decided on karaoke.
There are a few things I'd like to mention.
Terasaka sounds like a dying elephant.
Meahara and Isogai's duet strongly reminded me of a love story.
Bitch-sensei could join the "sing-and-strip" club.
Karasuma-sensei could join the "eliminate-the-sing-and-strip club" club.
Koro-sensei will never go to Karaoke again.
Don't ask for details. It's for both my and yours sake.
But well, it was fun. Okuda-san stuttered a lot, Nagisa-kun as well, Kayano-chan was actually good, Nakamura liked to dance a lot, Itona tried to duplicate the microphone, Hazama-san knew lots of curses. I have seen more than a normal mortal should have.
They couldn't come to my place as it was monday. To be honest, I was kind of sad but there was no way in hell I would tell them or ask them to stay. No fucking way. And besides, that was selfish. I could manage just fine.
The house was still dark and cold. I hated coming here every day, getting greeted by that disturbing tranquility and seeing things that belonged to my parents and me from long ago. It made me feel nauseus to touch the doors which they so gratefully abandoned. It burned to use the pans mother held in her palms to cook. Or to walk around the broken mirror which my father had broken when fighting with mom.
I was sick.
Ignoring it all, I made my way to the room, took out earphones and turned the music on. The moment I did, I almost jumped out of my skin as the volume was on 70%. Now that I think about it, the last time I used it was when I felt really, really, really like shit. Makes sense.
But now, having today's memories in my head, there was no need to use that much force. Actually, the today warmed me up a little.
I went sleep with a lullaby and a small smile, remembering that I still had some light in my life.
Ah, Karma, dear.
Did you actually forget?
Your time left is:
15 hours.