Emotions ~ Karma X Reader

1. I'm Sorry, I Don't Speak Genius

-Your POV-

"Miss Y/n L/n, correct?" A woman walks up to me. I study what she looks like, my brain quickly analyzing all the data. She has fairly long wavy blonde hair and a very large chest.

Irina Jelavic.

"Oui. Je présume que vous êtes Mlle Irina?"

"Oh... I didn't know you were French.."

I nod. "Oui. I also understand English, Japanese, and a few other languages. My native tongue is French, though."

"Oh, thank goodness I didn't have to start speaking in French. I'm not fully fluent yet."

"That isn't something you should admit." I point out dully.

"Well, would you like to meet your class?"

I shrug. "I don't know. Do you want me to just stay here all day?"

"...This is why I hate children."

"No, duh. It was obvious by the way you look. You're a fully trained assassin. Irina Jelavic, notorious for seducing men into their deaths."

"You seem to be quite a smart one. I'm sure you'll find a few people just like yourself here. Come on inside."

I sigh, following her into the classroom. I study all the students' expressions. The boy with blue hair has a notebook. Probably notes on Mr. Tentacles. A girl with green hair is looking at me curiously. Many people look relieved. I'm guessing they were expecting worse. My eyes can't help but stop on this one boy. He has blood red hair and golden eyes. He has a smirk on his face. Karma Akabane, the idiot and genius who got suspended and kicked into E Class.

"How about you introduce yourself?" Jelavic asks me politely.

"Bonjour, je m'appelle Y/n."

"I'm sorry, I don't speak genius." A kid with dirty blonde hair speaks up.

I roll my eyes at him. "Oh no. What ever will you do?"

There are a few gasps throughout the room.

"Why don't you brats introduce yourselves?"

I shake my head. "I know all their names already. The one who just insulted my native language is Maehara, correct?"

"Yes. How did you know?"

"I have my ways. Also, I'm not feeling like calling you Jelavic, so I'm just going to say Siren. Fits with your reputation."

She stares at me, dumbfounded.

"So, Siren, where do I sit? Or am I just gonna stand up here all day?"

She points to an open seat next to a certain redhead. I nod, walking to the desk.

"I don't suppose you know my name." He grins.

"No, of course I don't, Mr. Akabane."

I kick my feet up into the desk and take out a manga, flipping to the last page I read.

"Ah, Miss L/n, it's a pleasure to meet you. I can see you've gotten accustomed to your seat."

I look up. Mr. Tentacles.

"Oh hey there, Tentacles. Could you get me some food from France? I'm feeling a bit homesick."

"After class I will."

"Alright. I'm bored, so I'll take my leave."

I get up, grabbing my bag, and walk out the door. I go over to a fairly tall tree, and climb to a sturdy branch near the top. I hang my bag on a branch above me and take out a manga, starting to read again.