They're already filming, and it takes all of Karma's willpower not to cackle evilly at the strained smile on their blonde-haired foreign language teacher's face as she pretended to teach them chemistry, reciting her lines perfectly. (She clearly didn't understand a word she was saying.)

She looked dead inside. It was glorious.

"Karma, you sociopath," Nagisa whispered, noting the look on his friend's face.

He just grins lazily and rests his cheek on his palm. They were still keeping their actual names and personalities - he was still the bad boy honor student, Nagisa was still the sweet goody-two-shoes, and so on.

Minus the cameras manned by Okajima and Mimura, Itona standing by the doorway, controlling a toy helicopter to film from above, and the absence of a certain yellow octopus teaching them, it felt like a normal class.

Nagisa raised his hand on cue, and Bitch-sensei responded with a, "Yes, you, the blue-haired one at the back!"

"My name's Nagisa, sensei," he said with a small smile, his blue eyes sparkling. Adorable. He's obviously eager. Karma can tell that this whole movie thing excited his blue-haired friend. "And are we allowed to start experimenting now?"

"Right. Of course. Go ahead."

Kataoka announced the end of the scene, and she and Isogai helped Okajima and Mimura shuffle the cameras so they focused solely on Bitch-sensei.

They pretend to mix the liquids, which, upon closer inspection was more or less just water and food coloring. Karma smirked, knowing he – and, maybe, to some extent, Nakamura – was mostly the reason for Sugaya and Okuda taking such measures.

As according to the screenplay, Bitch-sensei let out a small sigh through her cherry-painted lips, looking madly in love. Yada giggled, turning to Kimura and saying her line: "She's in love. How sweet. I think we all know who the lucky guy is..."

Nagisa smiled faintly and pretended to jot down notes and Karma continued to mix the liquids with a bored expression on his face.

Until he sets it on fire, that is.

Smoke curled from the tube, and, in his surprise, he knocked it over. A small portion of the table was set on fire. Everyone turned to him, eyes wide and jaws slacked. Nakamura was laughing.

Nagisa's eyes widened and he looked like he wanted to smack Karma with his notebook. He gaped at the flames for a second, thinking, how the hell do you set something on fire with water and food coloring?

Then he remembered what Fuwa said in case something in the act went wrong: pretend it's all a part of the scene.

Of course, it's nowhere near the actual scene. Everyone was staring, including Bitch-sensei and the cameramen, still in shock, and Nagisa poured a cup of water over the small flame. Then he smacked Karma on the head.

Karma rubbed the spot and mumbled a small ouch. Then he said, to everyone, "Well, what are y'all staring at? Get back to experimenting."

He turned to Nagisa, who was still staring at him. "What is it, Nagisa-kun? Don't tell me you're falling in love with me already–"

He smacked Karma again, pink dusting his cheeks, spreading slowly downward. "You're impossible," he hissed softly. "How did you even manage to light a fire? They weren't even real chemicals!"

He shrugged nonchalantly, wrapping his arm around the smaller boy's shoulder. "Anything can happen."

For that, he received a smack in the arm. "Get away from me."

"You're adorable when you're flustered." Karma teased, poking his best friend's cheek. He reddened more.

"CUT!" Isogai shouted, and they jumped apart.

Nagisa was all flustered, playing with the hem of his shirt and then tapping his pens on the desk, anything not to look Karma in the eyes.

Isogai headed towards them. "Hey, Karma," he said softly. "If it's alright with you, please stop going all goo-goo eyes over Nagisa, just for a moment. Karasuma-sensei is entering the next take and I really don't want you overpowering the main couple. Kataoka-san and Fuwa-san will have my head."

Isogai and Nagisa laughed at Karma's reddening face. The redhead tossed his pen at Isogai, aiming for his eye. He caught it effortlessly.

"Dammit, ikemen."

Nagisa sat on the steps, his blue twin-tails ruffled by the breeze as he stared out at the field, watching his friends set up the cameras and practice their lines, laughing whenever they made a mistake. His blue eyes, however, looked faraway. His lips were pursed slightly. His cheek rested on his palm. He was clearly thinking.

Karma sat down next to him, waving a hand in front of his face. "What are you thinking about?"

Nagisa's eyes widened, and he turned to Karma, startled. "Hello, Karma-kun," he said, smiling brightly. "I... I was kind of thinking about earlier. How on Earth did you do it? Set the fire, I mean?"

Karma laughed, tucking his arms behind his head. "Why, with my burning love for you, of cour-"

Nagisa threw him an unamused look and said, deadpan, "You snuck in the chemicals, didn't you? When?"

Karma laughed even more, ruffling the blunette's hair. "My Nagisa-kun is so smart!" he said, grinning toothily. "Well, let's see. When I snuck in the chemicals... Right after Sugaya-kun and Nakamura-san's make-out session–"

Nagisa's jaw dropped, staring at him incredulously. "What?!"

Karma snickered, popping devil horns and a tail. "Oh yeah," he said, whipping out his phone and opening it, swiping across the screen with glee. "Nakamura-san is going to be at my contro–"

The bluenette gently pushed the phone away. "I'm not even going to ask how you got that."

"I'll tell you, anyway!" The redhead said happily. "You see, I was–"

"Let me rephrase: I do not want to know how you got that."

Karma pouted. "But it's an interesting story!"

Nagisa threw him another unamused look and sighed, "Karma-kun, you're ways of finding blackmail makes me fear for your future."

"Don't worry, Nagisa-kun!" Karma said brightly, wrapping his arm around Nagisa's shoulder. "As long as you're there with me, I'm sure there's nothing to worry about."

Nagisa's cheeks went pink, but this time he didn't try to push him away. Instead, he let out a huff through his teeth. "And what makes you think that I'll still be there?"

Karma looked at him. Really looked at him, and Nagisa noticed some things he never did before. Had his eyes always been flecked with brown? And had they always looked like melted gold? "Tell me, Nagisa-kun, would you ever leave me?"

Nagisa puffed his cheeks a little, huffing once more. But then he turned to look at Karma again, smiling sincerely.

"Of course not."