SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 143! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Also a little of my…uncontrollable imagination and predictions.

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Akabane Karma…was not a mean person and that's what Okuda Manami strongly believed. She understood why Karma wanted to kill their octopus-like teacher even if most of the class wanted to save him. And she understood why he had attacked Nagisa. She had once heard someone say, "There are things you can only share with someone by fighting." And she believed that's what Karma did.

During class, everyone was tense, divided between to kill or not to kill. It was unbearable for the bespectacled girl, wishing that everyone could go back to being friends. She shook her head. They were still friends-just divided. She wished that everyone would be happy again, but she wasn't that naïve anymore. Nonetheless, her red haired friend isolated himself with that ugly grimace on his face. The expression he carried before he had met any of them.

She knew that Karma was in a very uncontrollable state, but yet, she felt like she had to do something. I guess I'm still naïve as ever, thought Manami, gulping in fear as she approached the boy. Something about his aura made her blood run cold, but it didn't last long.

"K-karma-kun?" she asked shyly, her voice wavering and barely audible. When he didn't reply, she gently touched his shoulder. Suddenly, with a forceful swing of his hand, he grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Don't touch me," he snarled at the girl, wearing the exact same crazed expression and trying to scare her away. It was futile.

Manami looked straight into the boy's eyes, heart unwavering and said, "Are you ok Karma-kun?" Violet and caring orbs met cold, mercury ones.

"Eh?" taunted Karma, "Why aren't you running away? Aren't you scared?" Manami gasped. That was it. Her friend had went back to the mindset he had before. He had temporarily made himself remember after yelling and fighting. I can't do anything, thought Manami, and yet…and yet, I have to help him.

Inhaling a breath of tension filled air and happy that the whole class wasn't watching the two interact, she sought out for courage. The most courage she ever had. Memories of her and Karma washed into her mind. He isn't mean, she thought, he isn't rude. She clenched her fist tightly. Her courage was found.

"I'm not scared," she stated, violet orbs shining with sincerity, "I'm not scared of you Karma-kun. Why should I? Karma-kun is a nice person." She could hear him scoff incredulously. She pouted despite her seriousness. "It's true!" she protested, "Karma-kun is always looking out for the class and always talks to me. It makes me happy…"

"Oh really?" asked Karma tauntingly. He seemed to be feeling better though.

"Yes!" she stated firmly, "That's why I'll always stay by Karma-kun's side even if the world is against him!"

Silence.

"How poetic Okuda-san," smirked the red head, "But I'll take up on your promise."

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