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DISCLAIMER: DO YOU THINK MY NAME EVEN STARTS MATSUI? SO OF COURSE I DO NOT OWN ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM!
WARNING: UNBETA-ED, SO WATCH OUR FOR UNBELIEVABLE GRAMMAR MISTAKES BECAUSE I SUCK AT GRAMMAR.
Chapter 2: The Phone Call
The students of E class were worried. Nagisa hasn't shown up for nearly two weeks. Hell, even the three teachers were worried about their student.
Karma felt sick.
Had his actions really drove his best friend to the point that the teal head would miss school? Nagisa had been his best friend for many years, and Karma knew him really well. Or so he thought, remembering the words Nagisa had yelled at him before he ran away. But one thing he was certain about the tealnette, Nagisa loved going for classes, for the E class was where he had his best memories. For Nagisa to not come to class for nearly two weeks, the red head felt sick and guilty of his actions.
Terasaka and Nakamura were troubled.
Nagisa was always kind, polite and most importantly, he cares for his friends. Nakamura remembered the time when she first net Nagisa. He had been shy and wary of those attempting to talk to him. The only person he had associated with at that time was Karma. Even then, they weren't close and back then, Nagisa had acted like the Nagisa Isogai witnessed three weeks ago. Nakamura remembered it really clearly as if it was just yesterday.
*Flashback
Nakamura sat at the back of the class, doodling in her book when the homeroom teacher walked in.
"Class, we have a new student from the main building, please treat her with care," she said.
The door opened and in walked a petite girl with long teal blue hair tied into a ponytail. "Shiota Nagisa. I am a boy. Pleased to meet you."
Yuki-sensei clapped her hands to her mouth in horror. "I'm sorry for mistaking you for a girl, Nagisa-kun!"
Nagisa, Nakamura realized, had this ominous aura around him.
The teal haired boy shrugged off the apology. "Happens to me all the time, sensei."
It was then Nakamura realized that Nagisa's eyes were blank, showing no emotions. Which was rather scary, in her opinion.
"Nagjsa, you can sit beside Kimura. Kimura, can you please raise your band for Nagisa to see where you are?"
"Here!" Kimura raised his hand.
Nagisa walked over to Kimura without hesitation, sitting himself down in the seat to Kimura's left. He then stared at Kimura.
"Don't touch me."
*End flashback
The Nagisa Nakamura knew back then was cold and lonely. He looked upon other people without any hint if trust evident in his actions. He flinched upon any bodily contact and seldom participated in class. It wasn't until her befriending him that he started to open up.
Terasaka remembered Nagisa as the type of guy who is willing to do anything for the sake of his friends. He was never selfish and he had never taken advantage of those weaker than him. Most important of all, Terasaka remembered Nagisa's smiles. Though the teal head seldom smiles, just one glance of it can assure you that everything will always work out fine. Terasaka, however, bad often seen another smile Nagjsa always makes. The smile that never reached the tealnette's eyes, the anime that always seemed melancholic. Whenever Terasaka sees that smile, it somehow tears him up and makes him feeling like crying. Nagisa had never expressed his emotions that freely before, even if in times of duress. He never got angry and he never cried.
Until three weeks ago.
Seeing Nagisa cry makes him want to dig a hole and shove his face in it.
The three teachers were worried. Nagisa was never absent before.
Irina, also known as Bitch-sensei, felt sad and down. Nagisa was always a respectful boy, never truly insulting her, or any teacher for that matter. She had long since accepted the nickname the E class had given her, but Nagisa always had this apologetic look whenever his mouth utters the words 'Bitch-sensei'. He was a hardworking student, and was always very polite.
Karasuma-sensei felt as if the class' assassination power had dropped tremendously. He felt as if there was no challenge training the students when Nagisa is absent. Nagisa is a potential assassin, with his almost expressionless face and his always hidden blood lust. Karasuma-sensei had always respected Nagisa, not because of his skills, but because of the way he strives to improve himself. To hear that Nagisa cried made his iron hard heart break. He could not believe that Nagisa cried. He did not believe it.
Koro-sensei, for once, was not cheerful teacher he always was. The big smile that was forever plastered on his face had shrunk. As a teacher, he was worried about his students' well-being. He knew that teachers aren't supposed to play favouritism, but secretly, Nagisa had always been his favourite student. The teal headed boy had always continued to surprise him with his skills. He may not be cheerful and sociable, but Koro-sensei saw Nagisa for who he was.
The phone in the staffroom rang, and the yellow octopus slithered over to pick it up.
"Hello? Who's on the line?" He asked.
A voice rang out. "I hear that one of your students have been absent for a month." The voice was unmistakable. It belonged to Gakushou Asano, the principal of Kunigigaoka School. The phone was on loudspeaker, and the occupants of the room froze, namely Bitch-sensei, Karasuma-sensei and Koro-sensei.
"So you've heard," Karasuma-sensei said at last.
What the principal said next was loud and clear. "I'm giving you one week. If he's not back and studying in one week, he will be expelled."
With that, the principal hung up, leaving the teachers to wallow in the darkness they were left in.
They need Nagisa. It is for his sake, and for theirs too.
I know that this chapter is rather short. I am sorry! I have been really busy, and my mind didn't really get the time to get more inspiration. So this is what came out.
Yours,
BlueSkyBlue,
a.k.a. Otonashi Hayuka