« nagisa x abused reader »
SINCE YOU HAD entered the room, everyone kept silent, their gazes following you until you reached the back of your seat.
You immediately felt anxious, your heart thumping in your chest. It was unnerving, hearing the soft whispers of your classmates, their eyes switching between you and their friends. What was happening?
You shifted in your seat uncomfortably, looking down at your table. Your nose stung, turning into a light shade of pink. Your vision blurred, tears springing into your eyes. You didn't want to blink, knowing you'd let a tear fall on your desk.
Dad's probably beating me up to shreds right now, you thought. The attention was diverted towards the octopus, who was also looking at you.
"Miss (L/N), I'd like to have a word with you outside." Koro-Sensei says quietly, his beady eyes looking at you sadly.
You stood up, your eyes glued to the ground as you make your way outside the room. Koro-Sensei waited outside, his gaze following you.
You sat down next to him, unable to look at your teacher without feeling ashamed. You felt his irregular hand rub your back gently, calming you down.
"Now, why didn't you tell me about what your father has been doing to you?" He asks quietly. You opened your mouth to say something, when you heard Nagisa's voice from the distance.
"Sorry I'm late Koro-Sensei!" He apologized, bowing over and over again to the teacher.
"I promise it won't happen again," he says, falling silent once his gaze landed in you. The teacher leaned closer to him, whispering something inaudible.
Once he was done, Koro-Sensei nodded, gesturing for him to continue to his class. The bluenette walked inside without another word, making one last quick glance before disappearing.
Koro-Sensei cleared his throat before continuing. "I am one of the witnesses that saw the treatment your father gives you. I told one of your classmates to record it, so we can have evidence for the future."
He looked back at the classroom, where everyone was peeking out from the window, shamelessly eavesdropping.
"Karma, Nagisa, will you please come out?" He called. Nagisa popped out from behind the door, with Karma following after. They all had sorry looks in their faces, averting their eyes from you.
Nagisa held out his phone with the video playing. You looked up hesitantly, unsure whether you'd like to see the gruesome scene before you.
Your father brought down the end of the stingray whip onto your back, with each slash he made, you flinched, biting down onto your tongue to keep from making any noises. Your hands were pressed against the wall, your scarred back exposed.
"Instead of having sons, I'm stuck with a useless daughter like you," he spat out, gripping your jaw tightly. He brought down the whip again, a sound barely escaping your lips.
"You never seem to learn, don't you? How many times do I have to tell you to go home in time?!" He yells, his hand smacking your cheek violently, causing you to fall onto the ground, limping against the bloody floor.
Your dad kicked your stomach, telling you to get up. You lay still on the floor, your body going numb. He started to whip you from the ground, stopping until he was panting hard. He left without a word, leaving you crawling for your shirt.
Koro-Sensei sighed, stroking your hair gently. "You don't have to hide secrets from us, (Y/N). We're your family,"
"So what if you have a dad like Mr. Takaoka? It doesn't make a difference to us - you're still our classmate and friend," he added.
"For example, Nagisa here is being verbally abused by his mom! He doesn't hide it from us," Karma smiled, rubbing your back in aattempt to o comfort you.
You looked at the bluenette in disbelief, completely surprised. Nagisa nodded, his lips tugging a warm smile. He sat next to you, his hands curling with yours. Your heart raced inside your chest, your face and ears heating up at his touch.
"We're always here for you, (Y/N), always. You don't have to go through all of this alone," he says, tightening his grip on your hands. You could feel your tongue turn into mush, unable to say anything. Boy, now is a bad time to be flustered - you gave Nagisa a small nod for an answer instead.
Koro-Sensei turned into pink. "Nurufufufu! Anything else you'd like to say... Nagisa?" He asks, Karma's solemn expression turning into a mischievous one.
Nagisa gasped, quickly releasing your hands from his grasp. He shifted away from you in a flash, his face burning red.
"Oh yeaaah," Karma drawled, standing up from his seat. He scooted over to his blushing friend, a pair of horns and a tail sprouting out from his body. "That makes me remember, you did want to say something to her!"
Koro-Sensei and the red-haired boy loomed over him, a dark, aura slowly appearing between them, taunting the poor bluenette.
"Come on, Nagisa, grow some balls!" Karma whined. "Just man up and tell her already,"
"Nurufufufu! I guess we can use other options if he really doesn't want to - right, Akabane?" Koro-Sensei added, taking the phone from his red-haired partner.
The boy looked up with a horrified expression. Nagisa leaps towards Koro-Sensei, in attempt to snatch the phone from his tentacle hands. He ends up falling face-flat on the ground, clearly helpless to do anything to stop his mischievous teacher.
"Take a look at this, (Y/N)!" Koro-Sensei giggles, leaving the phone's footage for you to see.
"This is just a backup plan in case you die before you could confess to (Y/N), so calm your itty bitty nipples, okay?" Nakamura says, sitting next to Nagisa, who appears to be hiding his face. Her infamous devilish smirk taunted him.
You could tell Nagisa was pressured to the max - blood-red face, glossy eyes, and bloody lips. You actually felt sorry for the poor guy, everyone was pressuring him.
"Well, I uh... I suppose I could say a few words, I guess," he says, giving in after a long time of nagging him.
Nagisa took a deep breath, and opened his mouth. "Would you like to... go out with me, (Y/N)? I really like you!" He mumbled, averting his gaze from the camera. Everyone was hooting, making obnoxious noises until someone's mom entered and ended the video.
You fell silent, looking at the embarrassed boy sitting far away from you. You smiled, scooting over to him.
"Nagisa," you poke his shoulder. He glanced at you hesitantly, tears pooling in his eyes. You wiped it off gently, earning you a small smile from him.
"Y-You really weren't supposed to see that, (Y/N), I swear... I'm sorry," he apologizes, standing up, bowing in front of you. You chuckled, patting his head to catch his attention.
"Don't worry, I like you too." You smiled, slowly walking up to him as you planted a kiss on his lips. Nagisa fell onto his back by surprise, with you straddling him.
Everyone rushed out of the classroom and started pulling out their phones, recording the juicy footage in front of them. Obviously, it was led by the two devils in the class - Akabane and Nakamura.
Nakamura giggled. "Would it be alright if I post it on YouTube?" She asks, waiting for the priceless reactions from the two of you.
You pulled away, smoke coming out from your ears. "No way!"
Koro-Sensei pulled out his camera, snapping a photo of you and Nagisa in an... intimate position.
"Yes way, (Y/N)! I'm gonna add this to your yearbook," he smiles, his face turning pink once again. "Nurufufu! Such young love..."
You stand up to chase Koro-Sensei and delete the picture, but knowing his inhuman speed, you'd only be wasting your breath. You walk back to your classmates, only to see them looming over Nagisa.
"Hey (Y/N), come quick!" Maehara says, facing you with a smirk. You ran towards Nagisa, only to become a blushing mess.
There he was, unconscious. His face was still burning red, blood coming out of his nose.
"Kissed him real good, amirite, (Y/N)?" Nakamura teased, wiggling her eyebrows at you.
"I'm not really much of a kisser... heh," you mumbled, walking towards Nagisa reluctantly.
You loomed over him with a worried expression. Your fingers prodded his cheeks, but there was no sign of movements.
"Nagisa, wake up," you whispered, embarrassed. You saw Nagisa smile for a second, his hands suddenly grabbing ahold of the collar in your uniform, and pulled you to his lips.
Everyone gasped and hooted, the sound of cameras snapping was almost deafening. You wanted to tell them to buzz off, but the bluenette wouldn't let go of your uniform, leaving you no choice but to enjoy the 15 hitter's kiss.
Koro-Sensei watched from the faculty room with Mr. Karasuma and Miss Jelavic. The octopus let out a satisfied smile, walking back to his table.
"They grow up so fast..." he mumbles, browsing through the photos he had taken so far throughout the year.
Mr. Karasuma turned to him with a serious look. "I hope you don't get too comfortable playing as teacher for these students, Koro-Sensei,"
"Mhm, I know all right, Karasuma. I'm only trying to give them as much happy memories as possible. I am, after all, their teacher." He replied in a matter-of-factly.
"It's just a matter of time until March rolls in. Let's just hope the students could gather enough skill to finally assassinate you,"
Koro-Sensei nodded, looking out the window one more time. "Right,"
"These children are after all, our only hope into saving all of mankind."