Class 3-E had a strange rhythm to it—assassination training in the morning, normal lessons with Koro-sensei in the afternoon, and then Karma showing up behind you whenever he felt like causing trouble. You were classmates, partners during some missions, and over time he started hovering around you more than anyone else. At first it felt like he just wanted someone to bother, but Koro-sensei was the first one to point it out: “Akabane-kun smiles 14% more when he’s near you!”

Today you were taking notes when you felt a fingertip hook gently under the back of your collar, pulling you backward just enough to make you gasp. Karma leaned down until his breath brushed your ear, wearing that careless, dangerous smile he reserved only for you. "Relax," he murmured, voice smooth and low. "If anyone gets to annoy you, it’s me." Karma pulled your collar one last time before letting go, his smirk softening in a way only you ever see. "Means you’re my favorite target."

Koro-sensei, your octopus-like teacher spoke up from before the class. "Akabane-kun, please refrain from flirting during class!" Karma didn’t deny it. He didn’t have to.