Nagisa sighed as he entered the main building. Normally E-Class students weren't allowed on the main campus, however the principal himself had called him their to discuss Korosensei's assassination.
He wasn't sure exactly what the mysterious man was planing to do with the information from his notebook but the blunette decided it was best to get in and get out as fast as he could. So when the principal had heard all he needed and dismissed Nagisa from his office, Nagisa was quick to exit before he could ask him anything else.
With his head down he shut the door behind him and made his way down the hall.
It occurred to him that it was probably not the best idea to walk with his head down when in he hit a brick wall, in the middle of the hallway.
Large hands touch his shoulders and Nagisa looked up at the brick wall he hit.
Gakushuu Asano stood in front of him unfazed by there collision.
"Um... Sorry Asano..." Nagisa nervously forced out an apology. The boy in front of him, the principal's son, stared at him with that same smirk he always had on his face. Not as mischievous as Karma's but just as smug.
"No worries, I'm actually glad you're here. There's something I'd like to ask you."
"Umm... I really have to get home. My mom will get worried." Nagisa tried to get out of the situation. He knew exactly what would be waiting for him if he didn't get home on time.
"It'll only take a minute. I promise." Asano took Nagisa by the wrist and lead him into a nearby classroom. The room, which was more of a storage room, had boxes littered around it. There were even a few piled up so high Nagisa feared they'd topple over on him at at any moment.
"The thing that I wanted to discuss with you Nagisa Shiota is what my father had called you here for."
Nagisa stared at him confused and surprised no one else was suppose to know about Korosensei. Thought the boy in front of him was the principal's son. Nagisa was unsure just how much he knew.
"I'd just like to know the reason my father called you here." He told him.
"The reason...?" Nagisa asked timidly.
"That's all." Asano told him with his confident smirk.
"Umm... Well, he told me not to discuss it outside his office or...with any other students." Nagisa tried to cover.
"Come on I'm his son. It'a not really breaking any rule if you tell me."
"Well, I still don't think I should... Beside you could just ask him yourself. I'm sure he'd tell you." Nagisa clenched his bag's strap, his knuckles turning white. He turned his eyes away from Asano, hoping he would be satisfied with that.
He wasn't.
His face changed to rage for no more than a second before reverting back to his smug smile.
Nagisa felt the change in mood. The danger radiated off Asano like an infectious disease.
It only took him two steps to get close enough to him. Nagisa almost tripped over a box trying to back away from him.
Asano reached his hand to cup the back of Nagisa's head.
"I've noticed recently how long your hair is." He said as he slipped the two hair ties out of the blunette's hair.
Nagisa ducked his head down. His hair fell down his shoulders and he blushed feeling insecure.
Asano picked up a strain of his hair and held it in his hand.
"Do you like it this way?" He whispered in an ominous tone.
Nagisa swallowed nervously.
"Uhh, No it's not like that!It's just some stuff happened and now I can't cut it." Nagisa said defensively.
Asano pushed the strain of hair behind his ear.
"It suits you. It would be a shame if someone cut it."
Nagisa felt the presence of at least three more people enter the room. The dangerous feeling of someone about to attack him from behind. The dark threatening auras of students sneaking up on him.
He dodged the hands of one of the larger students but his reflex only landed him in the arms of Asano.
The taller boy pushed him down. The three others kicked him repeatedly. Nagisa cough trying to suck in air but every time he tried to take a breath and another foot hit his stomach.
He felt blood drip out his mouth as the kicks continued, a few hit him in the chest and some even in his face.
Nagisa heard Asano bark commands to the three student and he felt himself being lifted by the three students large rough hands.
Asano stood in front of him again with that stupid smirk.
Nagisa felt his blood lust take over as he stared the other boy down.
"What's with that look?" Asano asked. He laughed a bit at the sight of Nagisa's eyes, which only made them darken even more.
The sound of a blade against a blade snapped Nagisa out of his trance.
He peered over to his left where one of the boys held a pair of scissors.
The boy to his right pulled his hair roughly.
Nagisa struggled to escape the third boy who held him from behind.
"Tell me why he called you here." Asano demanded.
Nagisa couldn't move. He couldn't think. Think! Think! Think of a lie!
"What did you talk about with my father?" Asano asked again his voice more menacing than his usual calm confident voice.
"He wanted to talk about my grades!" Nagisa tried. The boy snipped the scissors next to his ear threateningly.
"Don't lie. Or else." He said.
"I'm not lying that's all. I swear." Nagisa tried to break free but whenever he had the slightest opening the other two boys joined in to restrain him. He was trapped, he couldn't break free, he couldn't face the other boys and his cold blood lust stare didn't intimidate Asano.
He was used to his own fathers blood lust. The small boy in front of him couldn't do any thing to scare him. Not when he was restrained like this.
"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me."
"No!"
The sound of blades gliding against each other left a hollow feeling in Nagisa's stomach.
The boys let go of him. His beaten body gave out. He fell to his knees. Streaks of blue hair fell around him and the laughter around him blurred until he couldn't hear anything anymore. He grasped at his hair pulling at the short locks on his head.
The next thing he knew he was out of the main building, the sun was going down, and he was making his way up a certain mountain in the opposite direction of his home.
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