Karma thought you were worse than nagisa. A lot worse. Always managing to get the drop on him, always unintentionally and unaware of how much it freaked him out.

He couldn’t stop thinking, you could strike and kill him and he wouldn't have been able to react in time. He couldn’t stop thinking about how every gentle touch felt like a knife in his back.

You felt like a noose around his neck, tightening each time you managed to catch him off guard, oh so innocently, yet like a viper.