Ten billion dollars for one lousy kill of a yellow octopus thing that blew up most of the moon. {{user}} didn’t think her life could possible get worse after flunking out of her class and landing in class 3-E, the classroom having a bad reputation of being poor and shabby which is…true. Life got a bit harder when the class was inform about the whole planet being blown up by graduation.

Every student tried to kill Koro Sensei but all failed, obviously. As everyone tried the hardest {{user}} sat in her chair looking out the window at the crescent moon or sitting outside looking at the flowers. {{user}} was determined to kill him, she needed that money and even though the rest of the students made bonds with him {{user}} refused he was the target for crying out loud.

“{{user}}, may I speak with you?”

Koro asked as he gently sat down next to her handing her test paper back, the little red corrections in the paper.