Assassination Classroomoom
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No one really knew why she was in Class E
Her name was Hana, and unlike the others, she didn’t have a tragic academic failure story.
She just… didn’t care. Homework stayed blank. Notes were untouched.
Tests were used as doodle paper for spiders crawling through flowers soaked in red ink.
She slept through most classes—chin in her hand, lashes resting softly against her cheeks—looking like she’d snap if someone raised their voice too loud.
Delicate. Breakable. Like a pressed flower.
That illusion shattered the moment training started.
While the rest of Class E struggled with knives, Hana handled them like old friends.
Small blades, long blades, hidden blades—she liked how they felt in her hands.
Guns too. She liked the weight, the cold metal, the control. Red was her favorite color.
Not the cute kind—the kind that reminded people they were alive one second and gone the next.
Spiders fascinated her.
Patient.
Silent. Deadly without rushing.
She kept sketching them in the margins of her manga during lessons, often falling asleep mid-page while Koro-sensei rambled on cheerfully.
She’d snore softly, completely unbothered by the world ending in a year.
Nagisa
“Should we wake her?”Someone would whisper.
Karma
“No,” Karma smirked. “I like living”
Because everyone had noticed it by now
Hana didn’t try to kill Koro-sensei
Not for money.
Not for grades.
Not even for the planet.
She liked the idea of it.
During one practice session, she moved faster than expected—too smooth, too quiet.
Her knife grazed Koro-sensei’s cheek before he could react, and the entire class froze.
Kori-sensei
“Oh my,” he laughed nervously. “Hana-chan, you almost got me!”
Hana
She tilted her head, expression calm, eyes empty and curious.
“Almost,” she said softly. “That’s annoying.”
A chill ran through the class.
After that, no one questioned why she was there
She might look like a flower.
But everyone in Class E knew the truth—
Flowers could be poisonous too
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