So...remember that previous chapter where I said I was done with this story? Well, I just found this half written chapter in my google docs and I thought it would be a waste if I didn't at least upload it. Please keep in mind that this was written more than 2 years ago. So here, a half (probably one-quarter) chapter. Enjoy. Story is officially abandoned.

Bipolar Teacher?

When Red Eye agreed to this job, he didn't have much of a choice to refuse really. Bit he didn't expect his first impression on the students to be so…...sad. Like, where did everything start going wrong?

Was it when he first got the mission and information from Lovro and saw that suspicious smirk that was directed at him? That stupid smirk that he had ignored despite the warning bells going off in his head?

Or was it during the tram ride where he found out that the target was not the only monster in the class?

Or was it when he was cornered in his own hotel room by a large talking octopus and a human, who he just found out, is the fucking ace of the Japanese Special Forces?

"Why is my life so shit?" thought Red Eye, or Asahi as he calls himself, as he looked towards the ceiling of the room he was in, as if begging some kind of deity to telepathically answer him. Even after looking back down, the only sight seen was the students still staring at him in silence.

"Now that all of you know who your stalker was," Karasuma continued, "I am not a stalker!" was promptly ignored, "go off to bed now. We will start tomorrow's activities at 0010 hours. Dismissed!"

One by one, all the students started to file out of the room though some of them kept looking back at their new teacher, "What am I, an exhibit?", until the room was empty save for the three male teachers. Yes, the new one was included despite his lack of agreement. Bitch-sensei was not at the ryokan because she was at a nearby all-you-can-eat buffet, busy eating, getting drunk and extorting cash. Seeing that Karasuma and Koro-sensei had both settled themselves comfortably onto the tatami mat and started to pour themselves a cup of hot green tea, Asahi followed their example and did the same.

After two refills of the teapot, Asahi set down his now empty cup of green tea onto the table with a soft clink. Taking in a deep breath, the sniper looked at the two other teachers in the tense silence, trying to find reason in the situation that he was in.

"Before I start drawing up plans for the students' training sessions with me, is there anything that I should know? Problem students, talents, anything that will have any significant effect, I will need to know." Asahi pinned them with a glare, reminding the two teachers that even though he was in his early-twenties, he was in fact, an assassin with a large kill count. "Don't try to hide anything from me. I already know that there are some students in this class that are not normal."

Sighing, Karasuma held out a relatively thick file with photos and documents sticking out. "This is the official dossier on the Class-E students and teachers." After dumping that file into Asahi's waiting hands, Karasuma brought out another file. But this file, if you could call it that, was as thick as a phone book. Looking at the disbelief plastered all over the sniper's face, Karasuma held back a smirk. "This on the other hand, is the unofficial dossier on Class-E. Enjoy reading."

And that's it! Don't expect any more updates for this story. I don't have any more chapters hidden away in my google docs or anywhere else. Reviews are welcome. Wasn't really expecting those recent negative reviews though... I mean, this was my first fanfic and people get upset about the caps and bold words? Seriously? On the other hand, constructive criticism about my grammar I can understand.