A/n: Helloo guys!! If you're feeling down, don't be afraid to tell me anything! I'm approachable. I don't bite Hehehe. I may not have experienced the worst but I'm here if you need someone to rant on!

Requested by: toastydrugs

It was a weekend and like all friends, you and Kayano decided to hang out. You were going to prepare for an attempt to assassinate Koro-sensei.

Spotting a make-up store and you were suddenly very intrigued. Telling Kayano that you'd like to look around, both of you entered the store.

You and Kayano had different tastes in your products so you separated to check for your own preferences. After a few minutes or so, you both met up in front of the cashier. The green-haired girl was surprised by the amount you had on your basket.

She eyed the container carefully as if making a suspicion. "Y/n-chan are you cosplaying or something? Why do you have so much?" You didn't really have a much variety of products on your basket for them to be used on cosplaying.

You did have a lot of concealers though. Deciding to go with what speculated, you laughed nervously. Trying to prove her right even more you commented. "Yeah, I'm trying to cosplay for a newly released anime, hehe."

She raised her eyebrow at you. "Still, isn't that a lot?" Putting your acting-mode on, you beamed, "It's fine, I'll be able to use them all!" They didn't say anything more believing you.

You weren't really going to cosplay. You're not against it but you'd rather use those concealers for everyday use. They were the only salvation you had from your abusive mother.

It was always a rare sight if your mother let you outside the house other than the reason for school. She was in a good mood because you were totally compliant with her demands for some time now.

You managed to convince her to let you have a hangout with your friends for the weekend which leads you to now.

So when you saw the store, you felt compelled to buy a buttload of concealer so you could live without needing to get to the store for the next few months. It was a good thing you saved up well.

Your school provides a blazer in your uniform but you couldn't really wear them. From all the cuts and bruises your mother gave you, your skin became sensitive and it really irritates your skin when the cloth rubs against them.

Applying the concealer every morning was your usual routine. You also had to keep one in your bag if the product accidentally comes off because of various possible reasons. You needed to be prepared.

Nobody in your class really knows about this because you were really good at masking your emotions or so you'd like to think. No one was questioning about it so all was good for now.

Every day, you'd show them your smiles and laughs, being cheerful as much as possible so they wouldn't notice how broken you are inside.

After both of you finished shopping, eating, and chatting, you bumped into Karma and Nagisa. You nudged Kayano as you knew she had the hots for the blue cinnamon roll. You called the boys over.

"Nagisa-kun, can I ask you something? WhaAt's-" You didn't finish as Kayano cut you off with her hand. She glared at you as you piped down not without wiggling your eyebrows first though.

She made some excuses to Nagisa while thinking of how to get you back. After a lot of chatting, you all decided it was time to go. Nagisa being the cute cinnamon roll, offered to carry some of your bags.

At first, Kayano thought to decline, but she got an idea. She liked Nagisa but you also liked someone in the group. Knowing this, she set her plan into action.

"But Nagisa-kun, I go separate ways with Y/n-chan. That entrance is closer to my home but Y/n-chan's house much closer to the one on the other side of the mall." Already knowing that Nagisa would go the same way and Karma wouldn't, she smirked mentally.

"I see, then Karma-kun could go with Y/n-chan since he goes that way too." Kayano gave some of her bags to Nagisa. She then went over to your bags and practically forced them on Karma.

He raised his eyebrow but decided to accept them anyway. You guys said your farewells. You were silently cursing Kayano on the back of your mind but it was fine because she accidentally set herself up too.

You and Karma were having a nice conversation on the way back. You really weren't one to be jittery and embarrassed in front of your crush so it was going well. You didn't notice at how he saw the contents of your shopping bags though.

He knew exactly why you had bought a ton of concealers. He had his suspicions. Although he wasn't going to question you about it right now because that would kill the mood wouldn't it?

Besides, topics like this were supposed to be carefully approached. As to why he had suspicions, the first time it happened was while you were partnered with him during combat training.

Even if Karma was a violent person, if you didn't really do anything to piss him off, he didn't really instigate to hurt you. That said while you were battling he didn't do it like he was going to kill you.

You were also good at defending yourself, he knew you could handle yourself. He caught you off guard and was able to land a kick on your side.

You suddenly dropped on the ground holding your side. You slowly held your head down trying not to let the tears drop. Because of the pain from your cut that was made just the night before, you weren't aware that Karma caught a glimpse of your expression.

He was definitely shocked. He was sure he had only kicked you lightly, not enough for you to make that kind of expression. You weren't weak and he knew your capabilities so how?

The bell rang as if to save you from his questions. Then the next minute, you were on your feet happily. "As expected of Karma-kun, you're so agile!" You were already beaming with glee as you walked back to the building.

As if on a curse, he started to notice you daily, how you would sometimes flinch at random times. You'd look really worried. You'd press a certain part of your body and look as if you were trying to hold back tears.

Every time someone would grab your wrist you would look as if you'd seen a ghost, it was only for a few seconds though. But still, he couldn't comprehend how it was only him seeing this.

After that short moment, you'd be happily skipping your life off and already made them let go of your wrist without them noticing. It was very strange to him because you had already caught his eye before because of your unnaturally happy aura.

You were definitely interesting more than ever. He reckoned that you were definitely on a whole different level on how you could keep everything to yourself and still keep that façade every single day.

He smirked as he was surely enthralled with this new development he found out about you. It made him glad that he was able to crack this code of yours. He was going to find a way to help you though, one way or another.

Of course, Koro-sensei would be the best answer he could find. Although Karma was egoistic, undeniably he understood that he hasn't reached his full potential yet. An adult would be much reliable in this as much as he hated to admit that.

The yellow teacher also had his own suspicions. He was holding onto the hope that you weren't but since Karma also pointed it out, he knew it was time to take action.

He told Karma that they would need concrete evidence of this to be able to truly help Y/n. Soon, a meeting with L/n-san, your mother, was arranged. It was to talk about Y/n's career choice but really it was just a cover-up.

The night before the said meeting, your mother had gone crazy on you again assuming that you blabbed your mouth to your teacher. "You stupid bitch of a daughter! Didn't you already learn from the last time you spoke about this matter with your teacher?!"

You never wanted to recount those memories again as they really were traumatizing. The teacher couldn't do anything as even she was beaten up by your mother. She truly was a monster.

"I didn't tell! I promise!" Tears were streaming down your face as she kept on hitting you with a ruler which was the closest thing she could grab. You were sure your whole body would be sore and bruised tomorrow.

The next day, you were covered in dark purple spots. You sighed as you did your best to cover the ones that would be visible the most with your concealer. You made sure to wear an oversized sweater, in order to hide more of them.

When you got into the campus, your mother was a completely different person. You didn't get your actress genes randomly. "L/n-san, I'm sure you know why I called you in right?" Koro-sensei was as jolly as ever.

How you wished you could do the same for the day. You were too on the edge to even put a perfect act. It was always like that with your mother. You're really great at putting up a farce but you could never do it in front of your mother.

You did try your best to crack a smile at the teacher though. "Yes, my little Y/n will be a doctor or a lawyer to make us lots of money, right Y/n?" You felt so sick as she smiled at you. You could puke right then and there.

"Y-yes, Mother." You managed to choke out a few words unable to deny her. You weren't going to deny her again. You've only done it thrice in your life but the pain you experienced those days will never leave you.

Trying to look innocent, she questioned Koro-sensei. "I really don't understand this, Sensei, my daughter filled u the career form. She wrote the doctor as the first choice as first and lawyer as second. Why are you doubting her?"

"Yeah, Koro-sensei, i-it's always been my dream to become one or the other." You second her sentence to end the meeting quickly. You don't want another massacre. "I've even introduced myself and mentioned that as my ambition."

You were now really hoping that Koro-sensei would drop the topic already because if not she will not be able to walk tomorrow. You flinch as you could feel her devouring stare at you.

"Nyururfufufufu, then, Y/n-chan would you try saying that with a smile again?" You took a deep breath but even before you could utter another word he stopped you. "Y/n-chan isn't bad when it comes to Science but I think she likes a certain subject more."

If you were not trembling before, you were now. It was true you didn't really want to be a doctor or a lawyer. You had another ambition in my mind but you swore that you'll never think of that again.

"I can see that she enjoys it a lot." You looked over your mom from the corner of your eye. It looked like she was ready to snap any minute now. "Who are you to decide what she likes and doesn't like?"

All of a sudden his face was marked with a red circle like how it did when you did something right in his book. It caused your mother to be taken aback at the change but she got over it quickly.

"I'm only saying it out of observation, L/n-san. I mean both of us aren't to decide what Y/n-chan likes or don't like, right?" You feel like you were ready to vomit from nervousness.

He held your paper up and pointed at it. "You also didn't write a smiley or any emoji here unlike any of your other papers, Y/n-chan." You didn't write one because you weren't particularly happy about your choice.

You never would've guessed that Koro-sensei would be able to see that. (A/n: He wouldn't be Koro-sensei if he didn't dear) "How can a measly emoticon tell you she doesn't like it?"

If looks could kill, your mother would've been the richest woman right now. "Every test paper, every research, Y/n-chan never forgets a smiley and a comment to write." You truly were grateful that Koro-sensei knows that but fear still enwraps you.

"She's also a very cheerful kid. She's the purest of the pure!" Oh only if he knew, how things were far from happy in your life. "It's only this topic where her moods get sour."

You widened your eyes as his face turned red indicating anger. "No!! My Y/n will become a doctor like how I want her to be! That's the end of it! We're going home!"

She glared daggers at you as she grabbed your wrist. You yelped in pain as there were still some fresh wounds from last night. Fortunately for you, your knight in shining red hair was outside.

He had been listening to the conversation all this time and he was definitely angry. The door opened. Things happened at a fast rate but you caught every detail.

You were grabbed by Karma, your mother stopped as to why your wrist was gone. Koro-sensei quickly went outside restraining your mother.

She was "properly" restrained by Koro-sensei. Gomene, L/n-san we need to turn you to the authorities for abusing your own daughter." She squirmed against the rope trying her best to escape.

"You can't You don't have proof." She was aggressively tugging on the rope but to no avail. "You stupid bitch of a daughter! Didn't you already learn from the last time you spoke about this matter with your teacher?!"

Soon there was a sound heard as if a hard object was slapping against skin. "I didn't tell! I promise!" The audio ends and you saw Karma holding a recorder up in his hands.

"Nice thinking Karma-kun." The octopus was clearly happy at this development. When did he??

It suddenly occurred to you that you were still hugging Karma. He patted your hair and looked at you. You thought he was going to say something nice to comfort you but that wouldn't be Karma.

He smirked. "Aren't you glad, I saved you, Y/n-chan~?" You rolled your eyes at him laughing truthfully this time. It was a laugh that wasn't forced with lies. "Yeah, I am. Thanks!"

"Please don't flirt in front of your lonely single sensei, right now." His face was now a light shade of blue with matching comical tears.

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Yumi: It's really such a coincidence that before I upload this, I just finished Killing Stalking. Oh god, this is too much!! After reading it, I now think that this one-shot is now trash. 😔 Please go ahead and throw me out. But I would've probably referenced Killing Stalking too much if I wrote this after I read it so that's good for all of our hearts. So I think that's all. Lemme die and wallow in despair as I cope with loneliness because of finishing another story. Also, I'm going to have nightmares for the rest of the week, so wish me luck. :((

Karma: Eh~ I think it was an awesome plot, though.

Yumi: *glares* Only you could say that after finishing it. I bet you find Sangwoo relatable.

Karma: Not really probably. I wasn't abused just always left alone in the house. I'm a better killer. Also, I'm not I don't screw guys-

Yumi: *grabs Nagisa in feminine clothes*

Karma: Ara~ *grabs a knife to kill author* Author-chan doesn't own Assassination Classroom or any fanart used!