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It was close to Finals in Kunugigaoka Junior High School, and everybody was working hard to do well on their tests.
Well, nearly everybody. Everybody except from Karma Akabane and Asano Gukushuu. They weren't working hard. Of course, Asano had to work some degree of hard at least, because he needed to keep his standing with A-Class. He didn't want to drop down at all, he was rather proud to be Student Council President and he wanted it to stay that way so he could possibly overtake his father, The Principals son is a pretty big deal, and he doesn't want to be an embarrassment to himself if he wasn't as good at his father, or even took over the School once his father possibly stepped down.
Karma didn't have a reason to study, he knew, for a fact, that he would do well in his finals. He always did and that wasns't going to change anytime soon, right? He was absolutely positive of it.
But what happens if possibly, one day, those two same strong-headed boys walk into one another and things start?
Karma walked into School, taking the usual path to his 3-E Class and sat down in his usual spot at the back of the class. Finals weren't exactly there yet, so why should he care whilst everybody made a threat about everything?
Exactly. He shouldn't, and he wouldn't. The rest of the class pooled in one by one, sitting down at their wooden desks in the poorly built small, wooden building. He hummed quietly to himself as he tapped his finger against the hard desk with boredom.
He felt as if something was going to change- but what?
He listened to Korosensei ramble on merrily, as he was talking about how important finals are, how hard you should work and why you should do it. 'Yes'. Karma thought. 'We know. You've told us this ten times before.'
He huffed quietly, staring at the board with all the other teenagers as he sighed under his breath and gently turned his head up to look at the roof. 'Wow.' He thought. 'What an exciting day this is gonna be.'
He closed his eyes for half a second, until the large yellow octopus turned his head around. "And that is exactly why- Karma, are you listening?! This is very important things about the final, you know?! Test, studying?!" He barked, somewhat flailing his tentacles around wildly.
He grunted now, having to lift his head towards Korosensei. "But we've been through this a thousand times already, Teach, do you realise how many of us are bored of our minds right now?
A few- perhaps- a lot of his classmates looked down at their desks and made a small noise of agreement.
".. He's not wrong, y'know.. You've been telling us none stop about the finals and it's just.. We know we might do bad and we know we might do good but try and lay us a little bit of slack, will ya?" Maehara spoke up quietly.
God, thank you. Karma thought to himself, staring at Korosensei as he looked down.
"Yes children. I know. But these finals could have a large impact on your lives, you want to do good in them, right? So, I push you. And I will continue pushing you until so do fantastic, you all would like to do well on your finals, correct? And the only way you can do well on your finals is that you keep on pushing and moving on, and on and on. You are all very talented girls and boys, and you need to show those A-Class people how good you really are!" He spoke loud and strong like he was making the worlds greatest speech.
Karma huffed softly. Can't wait for this class to be over.
Asano walked out of his classroom. Finally. He walked out of his classroom with all the other A-Class people. The work was tough in that class. Real tough.
But he had other things on his mind except from a tough classroom. No. His Father, the Principal of the High School requested to see him at the end of the day.
But why? He pondered to himself quietly. Probably something to do with the Finals. He concluded to himself, before walking off to go see his Father about what he wanted of him. He hoped it was good news anyway.