A/N: So sorry for updating that copy chapter! It was an accident. Also, side note: My birthday was on the eighteenth! I'm eleven now!
The wind was cool against Karma's face, but even with the slight breeze that passed through her red hair, her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing heavily. When she'd thought of the plan, she's temporarily forgotten what was needed by the end of the planning- she had been caught up in the idea.
Even so, she'd pull it off. No matter what the cost.
If she died and the octopus didn't save her, then out of his career. She'd take his paycheck with her life.
If she died and the octopus tried to rescue her, a well-placed bullet would end him.
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(Stupid octopus, what kind of person feeds their student something made from the fire of a missile?!)
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The sharp 'creek's of the branch swaying in the wind probably was the first sign that it wasn't the most stable perch, but Karma sat there anyway. Nagisa was worrying behind her, calling.
"Karma-kun, please get back! It's not safe over there!" The boy shouted, but the girl didn't hear. Biting her nails and squinting at the sky, she was waiting with heavy breaths, looking for a small yellow object on the horizon, but she paid attention to the side of her vision too. Using golden eyes to spot a yellow object, could that be considered ironic?
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(She wasn't sure if her eyes were even an occurrence in nature. Gold, really?)
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"Finally," Karma breathed, face turned to the side. Her face was pink from the cold, and the branch was steadily seeming to become more perilous. Nagisa was waiting for her to come back to the edge of the mountain, too worried to even call out to her. As if his words would break the branch beneath her.
Even as the boy bit his lip and complained about the chill, Karma thanked him for staying right beside her. Though she did tell him to go back into the classroom if he wasn't going to go home.
"Karma-kun, please." Nagisa whispered, but he knew his friend was too stubborn. Whatever Karma had planned, she intended to carry it out. Even with his begging.
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(She honestly felt bad for refusing his pleas. Just a bit.)
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Karma walked back over to the edge of the mountain and heard Nagisa's barely audible sigh of relief. "Koro-sensei, you're a teacher, right?" The mute reply was a nod with the eternal grin possibly becoming the slightest bit stressed.
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(Her hands were cool from the wind blowing on the sweat. Too cold.)
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"So you'd give your life to help your students?" She asked, a tiny grin playing across her pink lips. A nod.
"Ah, so I can kill you then."
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(She didn't fall all for the assassination.)