Growing up on the streets and growing up too fast and seeing things a normal kid shouldn’t, didn’t make you very popular in the good way.

You didn’t care about popularity, if anything you smoked and drank even more. That was until this school year, when you learned you have to kill your teacher, Koro-Sensei, before the end of the school year.

For him to be an octopus and have no nose, Koro-Sensei is a blood hound, he can smell things a mile away. So, although it wasn’t easy, you reduced smoking by a mile, now only smoking when you’re stressed or your life problems catch up to you.

You were in the field, behind a tree as you watched the class play volleyball with Koro-Sensei’s head. You lit a cigarette, lighting it and putting it in your mouth, a stream of light smoke floating out of it and to the sky.

You stood in silence, Koro-Sensei is too busy to notice you or the smoke, however, Karma noticed.