Chapter 3: You Bastards...
Kayano made no move to defend herself. That made it all the more obvious for me that she was trying to steal from me.
"Why did you try to do that?" I hissed.
I didn't trust Kayano. Heck, if I was being mugged I expected her to turn heel and not warn anybody that I was getting death threats. But I expected her to at least be grateful that I practically saved her life. Well, grateful enough so that she didn't try to put me in more financial troubles than I was already in.
"I need money," Kayano replied, looking shame-faced.
Since I know better, that was definitely an act.
"If you need money, you can just ask me," I said, voice low. "You were just going to take my generosity and leave?"
"Maybe..."
Something snapped. I dropped the money on the couch.
"I'm going to school," I said icily. "How about you steal all of my stuff and sell it all to IKEA while I'm there?"
Karma used that joke once. It had been funny. But with the sarcasm and frost on my words, it was a scathing comment.
I grabbed my things, jammed them in my bag, and left my apartment with a loud slam.
...
I wish I could say things got better.
Now, before I start, I would like to explain our teacher. His name is Korosensei, which is a name he came up with himself. He's a yellow octopus thing who always has a ridiculously large grin. We have to kill him with special knives and guns. He moves at Mach 20 speeds and is just a mess. Except during pop quizzes, which he handed out to everybody.
I took one look at my quiz, and I knew one thing.
I was doomed. But still, maybe I had a chance...?
The quiz was stressing and I had a limited amount of time to complete the quiz. I could hear my own tense breathing as I chose answers that I thought may be correct.
"Quiz is over, class!" Korosensei finally called.
He went around the class and got all of our quizzes. Then he started grading them at ridiculous speeds. My heart beat fast, knowing that I would hear my results in a minute... or less.
After about thirty seconds, Korosensei started handing back the quizzes at human speed... unless somebody tried to kill him in passing, where he just disappeared until the attack was finished.
When he came up to me, he stopped. Maybe I got a perfect score somehow...?
"Nagisa," he said, his face devoid of any special emotion (making him yellow and smiling). "I'm disappointed."
I didn't hear what he said after that, because I was too busy staring at my score.
5 percent.
Korosensei moved on, and when all of the quizzes were returned he left for lunch.
Karma and Sugino came over to where I sat, and unfortunately Karma went for my quiz.
"Wow, Nagisa," Karma teased. "You made an all-time low for Class E. We should make a Class F just for you!"
On a normal day, I would have believed that he was joking. Today...
I was too sore to guess the difference.
...
School was over... finally.
I was given mountains of homework to help me learn from the quiz I utterly failed. Way to rub my stupidity in, Korosensei.
As I thought bitterly to myself in front of the main campus, I heard wolf-whistling.
"Hey, cutie, come over here!"
"Come on, you don't all need big chests!"
I looked over to who was speaking. A bunch of guys from school... Class C, I think. They were looking at me, so I looked behind me. Only boys.
"I'm a guy," I told them.
One of them whistled and asked, "A tomboy? Wow, even hotter! Come on, we could hang out!"
"No, I'm a boy. Genetically."
All of them lost it as another thought came to mind with surgeons. I decided to avoid them... and how hurt what little ego I had was.
I thought for a bit more and I just realized that some money from my father was coming in. I decided to make a stop at the post office for it and picked up the small package of money. I stuck it in my pocket and left.
The moment I took a step outside of the post office, it began to rain. Unfortunately, I was stupid enough to forget an umbrella. As the raindrops got fatter and came down faster, I started running to get back to my apartment faster.
My mistake.
I slipped on a puddle and fell on my face. I saw the line of blood trickling from my nose.
"Hey, get his money!"
I heard somebody shout, and before I could react somebody yanked something from my pocket.
My money.
I flashed up and I saw a muscular man about twice my size holding my money in his giant hand.
"Give it back!" I protested weakly.
He held up the money and sneered like a bully on a playground keeping the kid's toy away.
"Make me," he gloated.
I was getting soaked while the man was holding up an umbrella. At this rate, I was going to get hypothermia.
"Fine," I sighed in defeat. "You keep it."
"Smart kid."
Somehow, I knew that wasn't a compliment.
I trudged home as the rain battered on my back. Things were getting continually worse for me.
The final straw was when a car went speeding on the road next to me. The person in shotgun threw their juice cup at me and shouted, "... ass class!"
They zoomed off, and my decision was made.
The one I saved tried to steal from me. I was stupid as hell and both my teacher and best friend declared that. I was a girl in everybody's eyes in every way. I got my money stolen and it's clear to me that by now I have nothing left.
I saw the bright lights of a public bus driving on the streets. It was perfect.
I felt my phone buzz as I got a text. I checked it real quick.
"Nagisa, are you almost here?" It was Kayano.
I texted back, "No, I'm leaving."
As it got closer, I stepped onto the street. I felt my phone buzz.
"No, you're not doing... that... are you?"
The bus honked, but I wasn't moving.
"Nagisa?!"
I was firmly planted on the ground.
"Nagisa, please answer!"
The bus driver attempted braking the bus, but it was too fast.
"ANSWER PLEASE!"
I held my arms open in welcoming. I began to smile as the bus was so close. Its lights were like the Gates of Heaven welcoming me...
"NAGISA DONT KILL YOURSELF!"
