She Will Be Mine (Karma x reader)

Smiling Emoji...?

Class E, a living nightmare. If only you had studied a little longer...or at all, maybe JUST MAYBE, you would still be in the class that you belonged in. You knew that the pal you once called hope was no longer awaiting at your side, but watching and laughing at you from the sidelines.  Class E was the class they sent you too when they lost all faith in you, it was the last resort. It seemed as if it was about time to start dancing on a pole if you planned to have any kind of future without a cardboard box in it.  Absolutely no college in their right mind would touch your folder with a ten-foot pole after seeing that you had ended up here...

Your legs began to ache as you forced yourself to climb the hill that seemed to have no end. The morning was so gloomy, the only thing that could make it worse was if it were to rain. Once you had the building insight, you gasped with a sound of relief but at the same time, you felt an increase of anxiety raising, the building was so run down. It looked like it was built intentionally on an ancient burial ground so any student unfortunate enough to end up here would be cursed for all eternity. You had to take a second to recollect your breath, and mentally get the motivation to even go inside. The fact that you were already late to class didn't make you feel any urgency to even go inside. After all this was class E...

they should congratulate you on just showing up. 

One foot made it's the way in front of the other, slowly as you approached the building, waiting for it to collapse at the sudden vibrations of your steps. At least if it were to crumble in front of you, then you would have an excuse not to go to school. Unfortunately, it didn't do that. the building remained intact as you made your way inside. Now you knew that if it collapsed you would surely die in here with the rest of the soon to be strippers and jail inmates. You started slowly make your way down the hall, this place really was creepy, even the floors squeaked for help with nearly every other step you took. You took your time passing through the hallway and past doors that didn't seem to contain any classes inside. 

Suddenly a man peak-a-booed from behind a door just ahead. He quickly walked out of the room and down the hall right in front of you, holding his hand out. He has a strong muscular build, his face contained nothing other than an expressionless emotion, and his jet black hair spiked from his head as he looked down at you. His plain expression watched you and he gave off the vibe that he meant business, though being a rather skinny guy he positioned himself in the middle of the hallway so you could no longer pass him. You just glanced at the hand he held out to you, making no effort to meet him halfway, he nods and takes a sigh before speaking

"I am Tadaomi Karasuma, you must be (f/n) (l/n)" he says, even his voice was plain, he let his hand fall to his side when he knew you had no interest in shaking it. "Before you begin class, there are some things you need to know about it...We would have gotten hold of you sooner, but no one ever seemed to get back to us" you nodded, of course, no one got back to them, they were too ashamed that their daughter had reached such a low level going from class A to E within a year that they refused to even acknowledge your existence. You were like Harry Potter before Hagrid told him he was a wizard. Tadaomi put his arm around you as he began to slowly walk you further down the hall "So, this teacher of yours is...different" he beings

"What? He doesn't like apples? Gone every full moon? Not that we have much of those anymore" you question. You saw this man glare down at you.

"Not quite...he's...well...he's your assassination target" you stopped in your tracks. Was this man crazy? He wanted you to kill your werewolf teacher? Oh boy, Jacob. Looks like Edward is really winning this one. "He...He is in fact the one who blew the moon up" he continued, stopping with you so he could see how you were handling all of this. It now made sense why he went all sensitive when you talked about the moon. You begin to laugh at this very clear joke, but once you realized he wasn't joining you...you stopped and just stood in complete awestruck. 

He begins to explain this to you slowly, how your teacher he was an alien, they have anti-him blades, how he had a speed of Mach 2o, and how he insisted on teaching class E before he blew up the earth as you knew it. The whole time he was talking you couldn't help what to wonder what kind of drugs he was taking and if he had extra. You both begin walking again as he seemed to be finishing up.  You both eventually reach the classroom door and he hands you a rubber looking knife. Once you had hold of you, you couldn't help but bend it a few times. This...thing was going to help kill an alien who blew up the moon? oh, please. 

The man that had been assisting you didn't seem to be a fan of the whole sarcastic attitude you had, but he still seemed to put a lot of faith in you. This was such a different change in pace. He placed his hand on the door and he slowly opens it. You were greeted by the sight of a big yellow bowling ball with legs and eyes pained on that turned to greet you. His face was smiling as you looked at him, you stood there in shock for a Second. That is some creepy paint.

"di...did you go Halloween shopping early or something?" you question looking at the man up and down, if you could even call this...thing a man. You heard some of the class burst into little giggles. You looked back at the man who explained it all to you, but he seemed to have disappeared. You had no other choice but to walk into the classroom a little more, not taking your eyes off of this guy. You slowly started to make your way around him, scanning every part of him, but you couldn't find the zipper, and his face looked nothing like paint, was he the real deal? Not even plastic surgery could help this guy.

"No." was his simple answer to your rather offensive question. You saw a yellow tentacle come out and without even thinking you swung the rubber knife and it came in contact with his skin. His tentacle started to freak out like girls do when it comes to boy bands. Just as fast as it came off, it started to regenerate and with a blink of an eye it was nearly done. "I see that you have amazing reflexes (f/l) (l/n)" The whole class was looking at you in amazement. How was everyone so calm about this squid-looking thing teaching them?

You took a deep breath and nodded before you watched him face the class. "This is a new student everyone, she will be joining our class and I hope you give her more respect than you all fail to ever give me," he says, pointing his tentacles at you and you felt the classes gaze, you looked back at them and offered a kind smile to anyone that showed an interest. One boy with fiery red hair and mercury colored eyes seemed to not let you out of his sight, but before you could address it, you felt something resting on your shoulders. You looked up and your gaze met with the teachers.

"Oh, I'm seeing that in my nightmares" you mutter

"Is something wrong?" he questions, his tone sounding rather happy

"Well.. other than being in class E, having an assassination target, and being taught by a fricking emoji...no. Nothing is wrong," you said, a few snickers filled the room and you heard him sigh and he stopped you before you could insult anyone else. Good thing too, carrot top in the back was going to be next.

"If you could miss (l/n), take the seat right across from Karma." you looked out at the class, seeing the red-headed boy with a grin on his face as he waved his hand, his eyes seemed to trace you. You bowed to your newly founded teacher and started to make your way to the back next to this Karma guy, setting down your books. You couldn't help but notice in the corner of your eye how he didn't take his honey colored ones off of you.