Ansatsu Kyoushitsu -Reader Oneshots-

Somebody That I Used To Know? (Yuma Isogai X Reader)

"[Y/n]?" You looked up to the voice calling your name, your body freezing the moment you met his eyes.

It was like  punch to the gut. A fuzzy memory you were trying to recall... A deja vu to be more precise. Setting aside the potted plants you were arranging, you gave the man one final sweep, hoping maybe somehow you could rack your brain to identify this person.

And yet nothing in your mind could match up a name to the eerily familiar stranger.

"Sorry but... Have we met before?" You could only ask, earning you a pained smile from the man before you.

"Oi, Yuma! Where have you-," Another voice jumped in causing you both to look behind you. The blonde man's eyes widened at the sight of you making you wonder why.

"Yuma...?" You paused, quickly looking away from the blonde man before facing the brown-haired man. His name  was definitely familiar, as if the memory was at the tip of your brain but only to suddenly be pushed back into the deepest recesses of your head. Even the blonde haired man was familiar but you were so sure not once in your life hd you met these people.

Or did you?

"Yep. That's my name, Yuma Isogai. The loud one over there is a old friend of mine, Hiroto Maehara." The man you now identified as Yuma Isogai greeted just as the blonde haired youth named Hiroto Maehara jogged to both your side.

"Yuma where did you wander off too? Everyone's looking for you." Maehara scolded him playfully but you couldn't help but notice the forced smile on the man's face. Trying to lighten the conversation, you couldn't help but blurt out something to try and cheer the guy up. Not that it was in your nature but you jusy couldn't help it. There was just something about him that made you want to try and help.

"You shouldn't make everyone wait, you know. That's not what a class rep does." You chided jokingly but what was meant to be as a light joke only escalated terribly when you saw them both widen their eyes at you.

"What did you say?" Maehara asked you making you gulp at the intensity of the gaze, an expectant gaze to be more precise. 

"I-I was only joking! Sorry if I offended you in any way." You tried to defend yourself, your voice clearly laced with panic at the thought of suddenly offending people you've just met.

"N-no it wasn't that but..." Maehara tried to assure you before being stopped by Isogai, the brown-haired man sporting a small smile at his friend before shaking his head and then turning to you.

"Sorry if we bothered you, Miss. If you'll excuse us." He gave you a polite bow before taking his friend by the arm and excused themselves. The moment both had disappeared from the corner of the street, that was when you felt something wet trickling down your cheeks. 

'Why am I crying?'

--Elsewhere--

"Why didn't you tell her?" Maehara scolded his friend causing the said friend to chuckle at him, the broken and hollow response did nothing to quell Maehara's worried look.

It had been seven years since Koro-sensei's 'Assassination'. Thanks to him Class E had grown to be wonderful adults, using what they had learned to become better people. Isogai had enjoyed every minute of his time then. The class that once started out to be full of hopeless people had blossomed into something far more than what everyone in that class had expected. In fact, no one would have minded if time were to reverse itself and they lived those 365 days all over again.

If it meant seeing you again then Isogai wouldn't have minded it.

You were the last to join the class, it was during the last months of Autumn when you stepped into the classroom, even tripping on your first day which made everyone laugh. You weren't one to be a sore loser and almost always went with the flow. In a span of a few weeks, you had easily wormed your way in to the hearts of the entire class. Including the heart of one certain ikemen.