Heyo! I am back again! Annoying, ain't I? ;)

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One month later...

Karma's POV

Walking into my classroom, I yawn and sit down, dumping my bag onto my desk. It's been a month since Aira has gone to America, but she still hasn't contacted me or Kayano, and that is a very troubled issue.

She always make sure she can keep her promises, but when she can't, there's something wrong. Seriously, it is boring in school without her, and since Principal Asano has to go because of his E Class system, the new one is just an idiot, so I can't play him around.

"A-a no, K-Karma-kun." Turning around, I look at the girl who just talked with a stammering voice, his hands behind her. "What is it?" I ask, leaning on my hand.

"P-Please r-read this! I-It is m-my feelings for y-you!" She half-shouted, blushing as she puts a pink letter onto my desk before running out, her friends surrounding her.

Taking it, I just put it into my bag, planning to throw it after school. "Kar-kun, you sure are popular!" I wince at the stupid nickname, leaning back and look at my somewhat-friend, a black-haired brown-eyed guy. "Shimizu, can you stop calling me that? It is getting on my nerves." I said.

"Don't call me by my surname! Call me Sho-chan!" He whines, making me wince again. "No way. You are a guy, so act like a guy."

Shimizu just pout, sitting in the seat in front of me. "How are you so popular anyway? Some people even call you the Red Devil, seeing as you have red hair and you act like a devil some time despite your innocent smile, and doesn't look like you will even like any female!"

"Well, I am already in love with someone..." I whisper, looking out at the city below me.

"Huh!!? You are in love with someone!!?" He yells, catching the attention of the others. "Yeah, and as a matter of fact, Asano also likes her!" I shout, smirking when I see the strawberry-blond stand up, walking over.

"Akabane, please refrain from saying wrong things about your classmates." He smiles, glaring at me.

"What? Since when did I say anything wrong?" I ask, smiling and glaring back.

Just then, the bell rings and the teacher comes in, telling all of us to go back to our seats. "We will talk about this next time." Asano whispers dangerously, but I just smirk, "Hai, hai!"

"We are having a new student, well, not new, but she was in America for a month and is back. Come in!" The teacher—I still can't remember what his name is, seeing as it doesn't really matter—calls out, and my eyes widened, immediately standing upright when I see the door slide open, and Aira comes in.

She walks over to the front of the class, standing next to the teacher. "This is Murasakino Aira, make sure to treat her nice. Please introduce yourself to them." He said.

Aira gazes over the whole class, her blue eyes stopping on me for a while before moving away, and confusion washes over me when I see no hint of recognization in them.

"...I am Murasakino Aira, and I am going to make this a living hell for you guys." She smiles, bloodlust coming out of her, making the rest scared and confused, but it is gone in a second.

"Sensei, where do I sit?" Aira asks emotionlessly, her smile gone. "Um...beside Akabane. He is the red head." The teacher hesitates, but she just walks over to the empty seat next to me, sitting down calmly.

Waiting for her to say something, I become even more confused when she doesn't even look at me.

What is going on?

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When class is over, I stand up, walking over to Aira. She looks up, her eyes emotionless. "Aira-chan, can you come with me for a second?" I ask, smiling.

She hesitates for a second before nodding, standing up. I can see the curious gazes from the others, and Shimizu's jaw dropped.

I lead her over to back of the school, turning around before asking cautiously, "Aira-chan, do you remember who I am?"

Aira looks at me up and down before asking back, "No. Who are you?" My eyes widened, and I quickly ask again, "Then do you remember who Kayano Kaede is?"

"I think so. Does she has green hair?"

She is your cousin!

"Then, do you remember Koro-sensei?"

"I do. I killed him at the beginning of the year and left."

No, that's not true!

Chuckling nervously, I murmur, "Then what about Shiota Nagisa?"

"I believe he is the most promising student to become an assassin. I don't exactly remember. Anyway, I am only asking this again, who are you? I don't remember you being in the E Class."

Why can't you remember me!?

Looking away, I answer, "I am your classmate, Akabane Karma, but Karma is fine. And I am also...your boyfriend." I whisper the last few words, not letting her hear them.

"Okay. I will see you in class then, Karma-kun." She said, walking away.

Leaning against the wall and slide down to the ground, I cover my face with my hands, confusion and sorrow swirling inside of me.

Why...

Why just...

...me?

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Walking back to class, I take my bag, swinging it over my shoulders. "Kar-kun, where are you going?" Shimizu asks worriedly. "Are you sick? You look pale."

"I just need a little rest." I smile, opening the door. "Get well soon. Ah, and did you know the new girl?" He asks.

Forcing my smile to keep in place, I reply, "No, she just looks like one of my friends from middle school. See ya."

"Okay. Bye bye!" He grins, waving.

As I walk away, Asano suddenly appears, asking, "Akabane, why are you leaving? I thought you would want to be with Aira."

I tched, looking away. "You go and try to talk to her, see if she remembers anything about you. If she does, congratulations."

Pushing him away, I can feel the shocked and confused look directed at me, but right now, nothing cares.

Aira's POV

I look as Karma walks away, saying goodbye to his friend with a tight smile. I don't understand why, but it is almost like I know who he is.

But where and when?

Suddenly, my head hurts and a voice rings out.

"I don't know anything about you, huh? I don't, but what I do know that you like me, and I know that I like you. Don't forget that, because I will be the one to put you back together."

Taking in a deep breath, I wait until the pain goes away. What is wrong with me?

Well, never mind. I am just here to try to live normally, not have drama and blood in my life anymore.

"Aira, right?"

Looking up, I stare at the strawberry blond before nodding and ask, "Right. Who are you?"

The same shocked look appears on him as it does on Karma, but it quickly disappears and a smile comes on. "I am Asano Gakushu, it's nice to meet you."

"Me too." I reply shortly, and he nods, "Well, I will be taking my leave."

As I watch him walk away, I sigh. Why does everyone I talked to seem to have a sorrowful look in their eyes?

Did I know them?

Kayano's POV

I roll my shoulders, walking out of the interview room. I was just done with an interview for a movie as the main character, and I don't have to get any letter or call to know that I have already gotten the part judging by the interviewers' faces.

Taking out my phone, I sigh when no messages from Aira appears. About to put it around, it suddenly beeps and I quickly open it.

To: Kayano Kaede

From: Akabane Karma

Can we talk? It is about Aira.

About Aira?

To: Akabane Karma

From: Kayano Kaede

Sure. Meet you at Isogai's workplace in an hour. I will call the others as well.

To: Kayano Kaede

From: Akabane Karma

Don't. I just need to talk to you. Don't call the others.

To: Akabane Karma

From: Kayano Kaede

Okay.

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I push open the door to the cafe, pushing back my dyed-back-to-black hair as I try to find the red head. "Kayano, it's nice to see you here!" Isogai appears, smiling.

"Same! Do you see Karma anywhere?" I ask hurriedly.

"Yep. He is right there. Is he alright? Because he looks so pale and...heartbroken." He asks, sighing.

Quickly thanking him, I rush over to where Karma is. He has his head down, a melancholy aura all over him. "Karma-kun, is something wrong with Aira-chan?" I ask, sitting down opposite of him.

"She came back today." He said, voice raw.

"What!? But isn't she going to tell us?" I exclaim, eyes widening. "That's what I thought, so I talked to her, and I found out that she seemed to have different and disappeared memories." He explains.

Brows furrowing, I lean back, playing with my hair. "Are you sure it's her?" I ask.

"Most certainly. Why would I mistake my own girlfriend for someone else? And she forgot..."

"She forgot what?"

When he lifts up his head, I am startled by the tears flowing down his face. "She forgot about me. She forgot everything about me." He whispers, looking down again as he brushes away his tears roughly.

"Of all the people she could forget, it has to be me."

Okay, I cried while writing this. Why am I still doing this? I don't know. I seriously don't know. And please forgive me for this short chapter!