The large man grabbed the plant Karma was holding in a tight grip, soon breaking it. How fucking brilliant! I have tests to study for, I don't want to go to this idiot's funeral!
The fight began, the large assassin constantly trying to catch Karma in his grip. It's quite amazing, actually. Karma is managing to completely avoid and Dodge every attack thrown at him... But he's only dodging. He can't win at this rate. They started talking, I didn't listen, though. I was too focused on thinking up tactics in my head. The only issue... If Karma manages to gain the upper hand and go on the offense, the assassin wouldn't keep playing fair and square. That's what we do. We use anything at our disposal to complete our mission, even if it means playing dirty. Soon, Karma was gaining the upper hand, managing to hit the older man a few times. Soon, the man's back was completely open. Shit, is Karma really going to fall for that trick?! It's the oldest fucking trick in the book! Before I knew it, Karma was sprayed with some of Smog's gas.
"One down." he said. I knew it.
After the smeghead was done talking, he was sprayed with some of Smog's gas... Wait, WHAT?!?! How the hell did Karma...?! Jesus Christ, that idiot.
Soon, the man was tied up and Karma was shoving wasabi and mustard up his nose. Well then, I'm going to have nightmares later.
You know what, I'll just pretend I didn't witness that.
Moving on, we then came across only one way to get through. A club. Only the girls can go in.
"Alright, ladies! Are you ready to go?!"
"Wait, (y/n). Are you really going in that?!" I heard Karma say. I looked down at my basketball shorts, oversized shirt and hoodie with the FOB logo on the back.
"Actually, I'm not going at all. Besides, what's wrong with my outfit?!" Okay, maybe I had cut my hair really short after my brother left so I may or may not look kinda sorta boyish right now, but who gives a shit?!
"But (y/n). You're a very valuable asset of the group. Here, wear this." Karma pulled out a black minidress with white patterns on the skirt. Is he kidding me?!
"But I'll feel so... Awkward." I replied, cringing. He didn't reply and pushed me around a corner where noone could see me. I'm not going to win, am I? Sighing in defeat, I began to change. When I was done, I walked out. I'm fairly sure there's a huge blush on my face right now.
"Awwwwwww, (y/n)-chan. You look so adorable!" I swear to God I'm gonna slap him in a minute. I folded my arms over my chest, not used to this attire, and walked over to Nagisa who looked just like me. God help us.
We walked into the club when everyone was ready. I kept my arms on my chest, looking down. At least Nagisa was here, it's good to have someone that understands your feelings of awkwardness with y- where did he go?! I swear he was next to me a second ago?! UGH! Are you kidding me?! Great, just bloody great! I feel even more awkward now. I look around me seeing... The girls are gone... Fuck me.
I wander around the club, looking for someone I know. I see Nagisa trying to talk to some random kid, but clearly dying on the inside. Do I help him?! Nah, I'll just spectate.
"Hey there, sweetheart. Why are you here on your own?" I turned around and immediately the scent of alcohol hits my nose. Really?! I'm not exactly in the mood.
"I'm here on my own as, you see, I'm from an alternate dimension. My name is Gazorpazorp. My only wish is to go back home. You see, I arrived on this planet in this dimension 4 years ago, and have been searching for an escape ever since. I'm from dimension C46B so if you could please tell Sir Abraham Lincoln of my whereabouts, it'd be much appreciated. Oh, and I'm a lesbian. Bye bye, now!" And with that, I walked off. You have no idea as to how long I've been waiting to make up that much bullshit for that exact situation.
I eventually found the girls and Nagisa. Letting out a sigh of relief, I walked over to them.
"Oh, (y/n). We were wondering where you were. We can get out, now." Fuwa said to me. Thank God, I don't exactly want that random guy to register what I had just said and come running after me.
Walking outside, we saw the boys.
"Guys, the girls did all of the work... So why did I have to do this?" I heard Nagisa say.
"Yeah, I'm with Nagisa on this one. The only thing I achieved was giving some guy in there a mid-life crisis..." I rubbed my arms, agreeing with the bluenette.
"Well, you two were comic relief, of course." he held up a picture of Nagisa on his phone, then one of me. Shit, is that what I really look like?! I quickly grab my clothes and change around the corner in pretty much less than a minute.
I walk around the corner, letting go of a breath I didn't even know I was holding.
"Awwwww, but (y/n)-chan. You looked so adorable!"
"Karma. Please kindly cluck off, before I extract your giblets and shove a large seasoned onion between the lips you never kiss with." and on that nice note, everyone looked at me in pure horror.

Time skip to sneaking up on the culprit because I'm lazy and we all know what happens~

"Itchy."
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Wut.
"Thinking about it makes me itchy." does he know we're here, or...? "But, I wonder if that's why. Because my wounds are always exposed to air... My senses have become sharp." What an odd thing to say when people are sneaking up on you. Wait, that voice... Oooooohhhh, daddy's back. He turned around revealing his face. Wow, he really let himself go. Like, seriously?! He's ugly as shit.
"Hey, shrimp. Come up here. Alone." he said, walking up to the top of the heliport. Shit. Nagisa needs to go, or all of our classmates will die.
I felt my temperature rise drastically, my legs starting to feel like lead and a large burning pain erupting in the pit of my stomach. I curled up into a ball on the floor. Everyone looked at me with shock and sympathy.
"Don't." I mumbled out quietly. "DON'T FUCKING GIVE ME THAT LOOK. NAGISA IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN ME AT THE MOMENT, I'M NOT SOME WEAK CHILD THAT CAN'T SUPPORT THEMSELF!!!" Yep, there goes my temper again. I just hate that fucking look so much. I felt two arms pick me up and put me in someone's lap.
"Okay, (y/n). Tell me if you need any help. We'll watch Nagisa. Together." I looked up at Karma as he smiled down towards me. I nodded and looked over at Nagisa who was now on top of the heliport, facing Takaoka. Nagisa got down on the ground, apologising and groveling. Is this really necessary?! Haven't we been through enough?!
Then he did it.
He threw up the suitcase and...
He pressed the button.
Every single bit of hope I had faded in that very moment.
...am I going to die? Is this the end? Will I really never see my brother again? Will I never know the truth?

Am I really going to die?