Karma's POV

    Today I decided to go to go to gym class. Why you may ask? Well one Nagisa is there and two that green haired cardboard is there too.

    That was plenty of reasons.

  I made my way towards the back of the school and see karasuma teaching new knife techniques. Then I see Nagisa in all his glory. I smile and make my way towards the class, getting gasps of surprise.

     "Nice of you to show up Karma." He threw an anti-Koro sensei knife at me and of course I caught it. "Well even I need new tips and tricks once in a while." My lips curved into a smirk as I took a seat next to Nagisa. His face was red while he looked at me.

    "D-did you come here for me?" He whispered. I placed a finger over his lips and smiled. "How'd you know." I whispered into his ear. This made him turn even more red. I made sure nobody was looking this way and whispered again.

    "Bet you can't take me down during training." His cheeks puffed up as he took his hands and pushed me away gently. "Yes I can. I'm not that weak you know."

    "Yeah on a desk your not but in combat I don't know." His cheeks showed a faint sign of blush as he pouted. "W-we don't talk about that!" He whispered shouted a bit too loud.

    "Hey! Are you guys paying attention or goofing around back there." Karasuma boomed. Nagisa apologized while I smirked. He soon got back to teaching his technique about getting a person to the ground in less than a second.

     "If you can preform that on me then I'll buy you all the sushi you want for a week." His eyes lit up as he nodded. "What if I lose?" He said, arms crossed. "Then no sushi and you'll have to buy me whatever I want for a week." He sighed but extended his hand towards me. "You have yourself a deal Karma."

     I took his small hand and shook it.