A/N: A thousand apologies for having not updated anything for who knows how long. Like seriously, I lost track of how long I haven't uploaded anything. I had been busy with exams and new school, I barely found time, not to mention only recently my laptop was repaired. It got wrecked two years ago, and only during the second half of last year, when my exams ended, did my father finally agree to repair it. So, I'd just like to inform you readers, if you have read my other two stories, I am going to be deleting them and redoing them. In all honesty, reading it now, I feel dissatisfied about the plot, and decided I will be redoing both stories. As an apology, I have started on a new fanfic, which is this one you are about to read. I hope you enjoy it. Once again, sorry to those who wanted updates for either of my stories, especially for 'Falling In Love With My Rival'.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ansatsu Kyoushitsu/Assassination Classroom or its characters. Just parts of the plot in this story.

Chapter 1: The New Girl, An Undercover Assassin

The sound of footsteps echoed as a single person walked down a hallway in the top floor of a 45-story building. The young girl, no older than 15, ignored the slightly skeptical looks and cringes of the staff and businessmen at the sight of crimson red liquid that had been splattered on her face and arms drip on the floor to leave a trail, as she passed by them. Looking straight forward, she inwardly sighs in relieve upon seeing the entrance to her destination.

Reaching the double doors that were at the end of the hallway she was walking down, she knocked twice on one of the doors, ignoring the fact that by doing so she had stained them with the said crimson liquid. Hearing a low, muffed voice saying "enter", she pressed down on the door knob and pushed the door open, entering the room before closing the door behind her.

Turning to her left, she stood face to face to a man in his early thirties sitting behind a table, resting his chin on the back of a hand, while the other typed away at ridiculous speed on the keyboard of a silver laptop, a frown etched on his rather handsome face despite his age. The girl silently stood at her current spot, waiting patiently for the man to finish whatever he was doing. Soon, the man stopped typing and closed his laptop, letting out a small sigh, before averting his honey gold and crimson red eyes to the young girl before him, who instantly straightened her posture when his eyes met hers in a tense stare.

His secretary, who had been in the office as well, stiffened slightly as he watched the two continue staring at each other, neither side relenting their gaze on the other, completely oblivious to the tense and stuffy atmosphere they were creating as a result. After a solid two minutes, the man, never breaking eye contact with the girl, smirked and gestured for the secretary to leave, who more than happily complied, unsure whether he would have been able to continue to put up with the silence any further. As soon as they heard the sound of the door falling unto its hinges, the man, being the first to break eye contact, let out a low chuckle with his eyes closed. The girl, however, remained neutral, and kept an indifferent expression on her face. When the man stopped laughing, she finally spoke up.

"I have returned from my latest mission, Gid-sama," she said in a monotonous voice, her eyes void of any emotion as she watched the man in front of her.

"Yes, I can see that," the man, Gid, replied, his voice laced with a hint of sarcasm and amusement, as he silently observed the girl in front of her. She was currently wearing a simple, skin-tight, black short-sleeved top with a v-shaped collar, a pair of black gloves, with a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and a pair of high-heeled, laced combat boots that went no higher than her knees. She would have looked like an average teenager if it weren't for the multiple gun and knife holders strapped around her legs and waist.

The girl was not very short, having a nice height of 165cm. At first glance, she appeared to be a frail and elegant looking girl, much like a doll, but with close and careful observation, everything that made her attractive just made her seem all the more deadly. Her complexion was so pale, her skin almost looked as white as snow. Her arms were lean, legs were long, and had a generously large chest for a 15 year old, as well as a not too broad waist.

She had long, jet-black hair that reached her ankles, the length of hair from around her knees to the ends slowly turned from jet-black to a bordeaux black, to a rather bright crimson. The same applied to her bangs and fringe. Her straight bangs, which ended just above her shoulders, curled inwards slightly near the ends, framing her heart-shaped face beautifully, her long fringe swept to the left, covering her left eye, ending right below her left ear.

Her exposed right eye was bicoloured, the top half lavender purple and the bottom half honey gold, the colours seeming to mix in the middle, giving a very soft look, however the eye hidden beneath her fringe, also bicoloured, was a poisonous green at the top half, and a bloody crimson at the bottom half. Her right eye seemed to glow slightly from behind her fringe, settling a deadly look in her right eye, almost like a mirror to her affiliations with the underworld.

Rarely had Gid ever looked directly at her right eye, but whenever he did, it never failed to send a shiver a fear into him, despite being her superior. Then again, she did prove to him that in terms of combat and assassination, she was way ahead of him, and almost cost him his life in the process. Putting it bluntly and simply, he respected and feared her at the same time.

"Your report on the target, please."

"Kurosawa Shiro, age 23, male, responsible for three rape murders and seven serial murders, successfully eliminated."

"You found a target that couldn't even be confirmed existent by more than 20 assassins in three days and even managed to get rid of him…I guess I shouldn't be surprised. You are our top assassin, and have been able to do tons of missions that hundreds of assassins had given up on," Gid said in a knowing tone, nodding to himself.

"I presume my report isn't the only reason you have called for me. Would you mind getting to the point and telling me what you have to say?" the girl asked, frowning slightly, although it was almost unnoticeable.

"Alright. Just yesterday, I received a request from the government. But first, have you heard of the experiments conducted on accumulating anti-matter in humans?"

"The one led by the scientist Yanagisawa? I read about it before. They used a top-class assassin, the Reaper, who was arrested last year right?"

"Correct. It seems that the sudden disappearance of most of the moon was due to the explosion of an anti-matter experiment that had been conducted on a lab rat. It is determined that on March 13, the same would happen to the Reaper, here on Earth," Gid finally filled her in, his tone as grim as his expression. The girl's eyes widened slightly for a fraction of a second, before she narrowed them as he continued.

"But, for unknown reasons, he had created an agreement with the government: he would pose as a teacher for the class 3-E in Kunugigaoka Middle School for one year, and only students and teachers of that class, as well as the chairman of Kunugigaoka, along with the higher ups he had already made contact with, would be aware of this state secret. The students are to assassinate him, and he is not permitted to hurt them, thus he can't retaliate, but he is able to move at a speed of Mach 20, so landing an attack on him is almost impossible. It would be appreciated if you didn't hurt the students, or let anyone else hurt them, without revealing your identity as an assassin, if possible"

"I see..."

"So far, there is only one other individual who is posing as a teacher but is also out for him. He is from the Ministry of Defence, Karasuma Tadaomi. It appears he is training them to increase their chances of assassinating the target."

"Anything else?"

"Yes. It appears that, as a result of the anti-matter in the target's body, he is immune to lead bullets. The government will be providing weapons and bullets made of a certain substance that would be able to rupture his cells. Everything has been prepared for you. We have already bought an apartment near the school, and all the necessities are already prepared: uniform, academic materials and weapons. Further information on the target has been left in a folder in your temporary quarters. If you need any extra materials, do inform me, so that I may send the requests to the government. In three days, you shall attend the school. I will be accompanying you on your first day as your guardian. There will be a limo at the entrance of this building to bring you to your new quarters. For the next three days, you are on standby. While you pose as a student there, I would like you to keep a low profile, as we have not told anyone that we were sending in an assassin. Just blend in with the students, if you can."

"Might I ask, sir, why did send me on this mission as a student rather than as an assassin?"

"More time to observe your target, more time to think of ways to successfully eliminate him. Besides, amongst all my assassins, you are the only one who is military trained, and the most skilled at assassinations after all."

"…I understand."

"You will be taking the entrance examination for that school. How you are going to get to that class, I leave it to you. Information on that school's system and other students are also in the folder I mentioned earlier. You are dismissed, Teresa Rosia Deviluke."

The said girl bowed towards Gid slightly before turning around to leave. As the door shut, Gid sighed and stared out of the windows on the side of his office.

'To be such a deadly person at that age…she could use some company with kids around her age,' he thought to himself, before closing his eyes and reopening his laptop. On the brightly lit screen, was a draft of an email to be sent to the government. Sighing, he began typing once again to complete that draft, before sending it.

'He never was any good at hiding things from me,' Teresa thought to herself as she heading back to the lift lobby, once again ignoring the staring and whispering and the finger-pointing of those who actually believed they were being discreet about.

She could tell by how he had avoided eye contact, even though it was just for a fraction of a second, and the way he had rushed slightly while giving her a reason for her being his choice, gave away the fact that he wasn't telling the truth, but she knew it was entirely a lie either.

Stepping into the lift, she stood silently as the lift went down. After a moment, she stared down at her hands. Despite them being clad in a pair of black gloves, she could make out the blood stains on them, fresh ones from her mission today, and long dried ones from earlier missions. She felt nothing while staring at her victims' blood. No sadistic or sardonic satisfaction, or guilt and pity crossed her mind, instead she felt serene. Not that she had an obsession with or liking towards blood, but seeing it like this on an almost daily basis enabled her to bear the memories of her dark past.

Hearing a faint ding, the doors of the lift swung open, and she let her arms drop to her sides as she walked out and towards the automatic doors of the entrance, where a limo waited for her. Standing at the entrance was one of Gid's hitmen whom she had made contact with frequently.

"Long time no see, Edward," Teresa said with an emotionless look on her face, but her tone was soft, showing that she was pleased to see him again, alive. The said man simply smirked in response.

"Your ride awaits, milady," he replied jokingly, amusement dancing in his emerald orbs as he opened the door of the limo, allowing her to slide into it. Closing the door, he opened the door to the driver's seat and slid in, closing the door after him. Soon, he started the engine and drove away from the building.

"So, you completed another impossible mission today, didn't you? Spread like wildfire when the staff at the reception center saw you enter, covered in your victim's blood. I mean, it was clearly not yours since you don't have a single injury," Edward mused, staring at Teresa from his rear view mirror. She stared back at him, the same look on her face as before, only now, he saw irritation and frustration flash past her eyes…well, eye to be exact, since her left eye was covered by her fringe.

"Seriously, after ten years of working with them, they are still surprised by what I do? I understand that I am an overachiever, but I have been completing tons of impossible missions for seven years now. You'd think they would have gotten used to it by then," she scowled, clearly not enjoying all the attention she gained in this line of work. Edward simply smirked at her.

"And after ten years of working with you, I can't understand how you are able to say such things with such a harsh tone and keep a completely indifferent look all the while," he snickered. It was true. While Teresa gave her short rant, her expression hadn't changed, in fact, not even her eye twitched at her frustration.

She simply shrugged in response and turned her head to look out of the window, staring at the tall buildings and the people around. Out of complete boredom, she begun to observe the cars around hers on the road as she was brought to her new quarters.

Soon, the limo stopped in front of a rather tall building, and Edward escorted her o the lift lobby. Luckily, there wasn't anyone around, so no one saw her current appearance. As soon as they had entered the lift, Edward's expression turned serious.

"The boss has bought the entire top floor and the rooftop for you. You're free to customize and use those levels as you please. As for now, you should take a shower and change into something appropriate. You will be taking that examination, starting from today at four o'clock," Edward said. Teresa frowned and fished out her phone, turning it on, she saw it was already half past one.

Reaching the top floor, they stepped out of the lift, and Teresa had to admit she was surprised. The whole level was literally one apartment, and the rooftop was connected to it, meaning it came together as a set for those who bought top floors.

"…This is way bigger than I had expected," she mumbled, and Edward could only nod his head in agreement, not trusting his voice at that moment. He always knew that Teresa, being the best assassin they had, would receive special treatment and privileges, but he hadn't expected it to be this grand a prize she would receive.

'And from Gid-sama, nonetheless,' Edward thought to himself, taking in his surroundings, his jaw hanging slightly. Gid never gave praise to anyone easily, although Edward had expected Teresa to have receive it, he had not anticipated this great a reward. Realising an absence of presence, he turned around to find Teresa long gone, for she had already made her way to the bathroom. To take that bath, no doubt.

[In the bathroom]

As she shed herself of her clothing, her eyes trailed down to her stomach and chest, the constant reminder of that night evident on her skin. Gnashing her teeth, she tossed her clothes into a basket before walking into the shower. Turning on the tap and turning almost to the hottest, boiling hot water rained down on her, stinging her with its heat, but she relished in it. Looking down, she stared at the blood that got washed off her body and flowing into the drain, more memories of that night flooded her mind.

It hurt, but it hurt less.

'It's better this way,' she thought to herself before soaping herself thoroughly to remove the scent of blood from her body. She couldn't afford to attract unwanted attention and eventually have her target see through her before anything begun.

[In the living room]

Edward sighed to himself, before making himself comfortable on a couch. He wasn't that much older than Teresa, but he definitely didn't start this line of work as early as he did, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl, no matter how unfazed she always appeared. If anything, the very fact she was constantly unfazed was what made him feel all the more sorry for her,

"If only things had turned out differently for her. She could seriously use some happiness in her life..."

[Five days later]

The entrance examination had lasted for three days, being tested five different subjects. Honestly speaking, it was slightly tougher than she had expected. After having read up about the school, she had a gist of the difficulty level of the entrance examination, but she hadn't expected it to be as hard as it was.

Not that it made any difference, considering the fact that she finished everything up to university studies as training as an assassin. People frequently believed her to be older than she actually was because of her appearance, so it helped that she could blend in with people older than her whenever needed for a mission.

Teresa studied the contents of the folder that was given to her. She had already went through them once and effortlessly memorised every last detail, however she decided to go over them again, observing the information obtained on the all students and teachers in the middle school level of Kunugigaoka Academy. Laying out six pieces of paper, she studied the information of the six people on them.

The target. She stared at his profile, rather baffled be the fact that he looked nothing human. His skin was a bright yellow, his body the shape of an octopus, had tons of tentacles, and wore a large black cloak over it all. Not exactly the image she had in mind for the world's best assassin. He looked so aloof and goofy, she simply couldn't see him in a serious light. On the paper were all his abilities and weakness, which weren't very much. They didn't even have his name. Perhaps the organisation wasn't able to obtain more information. Not that it mattered, she would just find more during her time in the class.

Asano Gakuhou, the chairman. She frowned as she read, again, the information on him. He was a considerably admirable person in the past, having graduated from a top school from overseas with loads of credentials, and mastered multiple sports, and out of all things he chose to become a cram-school teacher. But once he had become the chairman of Kunugigaoka Academy, he had instilled a rather harsh system in the school, with regards to students in class 3-E. While she understood it was natural to put student falling behind in lower-ability classes, she didn't see how it justified the criticism and sadistic treatment they received from the rest of the school. Just how twisted was this man? Not to mention he was inhumanly smart and strong, and has sharp intuition to boot. She needed to progress with much caution around this man, to make sure he never catches on with her plans.

'Looks like things are going to be quite troublesome…' Teresa thought to herself as she moved on to the next person.

Asano Gakushuu, the student council president and the chairman's son. The striking resemblance between father and son was so great, it was sick. Very much like his father, he excelled in academics and sports, and had a good grasp of martial arts. What more, just looking at him, Teresa sensed that he probably had sharper intuition than the chairman's. Being the top student in the school doesn't seem to pressure him much though, and it didn't appear that these two had a close relationship as family members.

'…Things are really going to get troublesome,' Teresa thought to herself. Probably in the entire school, besides the target, these two are on the top of her list to look out for. Looks like she's going to need a few audio and visual bugs.

Karasuma Tadaomi, an elite from the Ministry of Defence. Just looking at him, she could tell that despite how lean he looked, he had a crazy amount of raw strength, much like her. He may serve to be a tough opponent for her. On top of that, he seems to have a rather sharp nose for bloodlust. She would need to completely conceal hers so as to not be suspected by him. He was a rather mild danger compared to the Asanos.

Shiota Nagisa, a student who fell in class E due to his results dropping. Teresa stared at his appearance. His facial features were rather feminine, and had rather long hair. It didn't seem that he liked that about himself though, and his physical psyche wasn't that great. It also seemed that he had family issues and gender identity issues. But when she saw his eyes, Teresa gasped, instantly seeing his hidden yet deadly bloodlust. He definitely had the makings of an assassin, and what it takes to be a top assassin at that. He looked too innocent to be deadly though…

Akabane Karma, another student who fell into class E due to violent behaviour. Apparently he had always been involved in fights with other students in and out of the school. He beat up a student from class 3C, who was bullying a student from class 3E, and that costed him suspension as well as him landing into class 3E. He seemed kinder than he appeared. Not to mention, he was rather good-looking with that crimson red hair and amber gold eyes. But overall, he looked evilly mischievous and enjoyed messing around with students a lot, but only got physical with students who deserved it, regardless of gender. He kind of lived up to his name. While he wasn't as muscular as Terasaka from 3-E, she could tell he was physically stronger, and probably excelled in weaponry.

Shiota Nagisa and Akabane Karma. If the two had existed as a single person, that individual would have been a great assassin, skill and strength wise. Too bad they weren't. But either way, they were worth looking out for, just to be on the safe side.

Keeping the sheets of papers back into the folder, she stood up and went to the entrance of her quarters. Opening the door, she stared at the letter box right outside it and saw a white envelope sticking out. Pulling it out, she closed the door behind her and went back in, settling on the couch before opening the envelope. She left out a small sigh of relief when she saw it was a letter of acceptance from the school, and she had been accepted.

'That's one trial cleared, for now,' she thought to herself, nonetheless feeling satisfied at her success. She had looked up on the school on the internet using her own laptop, and saw that the acceptance rate wasn't very high as students needed rather high marks to get in. Not that she wasn't confident about doing well, but the required marks to get accepted was inconsistent over the years, so she wasn't all too sure whether she would have made it in.

Gathering the papers, she placed them back into the envelope and placed it on the coffee table in front of her. Suddenly, her phone began vibrating. Picking it up from the table, Teresa stared at the screen, which flashed the words 'unknown number'. Picking up the call, she placed the phone to her ear and faked a sweet and soft voice.

"Hello, to whom am I speaking with?" she asked, patiently waiting for the person on the other end to respond.

"I am the chairman of Kunugigaoka Academy, Asano Gakuhou. Is this Amano Teresa?" a deep and smooth voice spoke.

"Yes, it is."

"I would like you to come to my office tomorrow morning at seven in full school uniform. I have something I'd like to speak with you regarding the results of your entrance examinations," the man on the other end of the line continued. Teresa's eyes narrowed, yep, dealing with this one was going to be troublesome.

"I see. I understand, sir. Thank you for taking your time to call me. I apologise if doing so had inconvenienced you," Teresa replied, keeping her fake voice so as to not make him suspicious.

"Oh, it was no trouble at all. Then I shall see you tomorrow," the headmaster said, before ending the call. Teresa removed the device from her ears and stared at the now blank screen. Had he already begun to suspect her? Or was it something else? She frowned as those thoughts crossed her mind, but eventually brushed them aside deciding it wasn't possible for her cover to be blown so soon, no matter how sharp the chairman was.

Opening her laptop, she quickly typed out a draft on the principal's invitation and sent it to Gid, before closing it again and picking up the math textbook the school would be using for the year. She had finished reading the textbooks of other subjects and solved all the questions as well as memorised the contents of each book. It helped that she had perfect memory and was instantly able to recall anything she heard, felt, tasted, smelled and saw. She was halfway through math when she had decided to take out the folder that was given to her by Gid and look some stuff over. This would help her stay head in class, but now she needed to think of a way to get her into class 3-E.

'I guess I will be reading the school rules on their website next,' Teresa thought to herself as she went back to reading the math textbook. After a while, she was done with math and kept the book away into her study room. Going into her bedroom, her eyes landed on the school uniform hanging on her cupboard door handle, and the light in her eyes dulled.

"School, huh…"

[The next day]

Teresa sat in the back seat of Gid's limousine with him sitting on her right. She stared out of the window with a bored expression, wondering what on earth had she been called to the chairman's office for on hr very first day. Gid, who had been checking his handphone, turned to look at Teresa, seeing her stare out of the window. She didn't react like what other children around her age would react to going to school. Other children would either be happy to go to school and meet their friends, or annoyed at the fact that they have to attend classes, or upset because they may probably have to face with bullying issues, but she was none of the above. She was so indifferent, not giving a care in the world. He understood that she was only here for the mission, but for someone her age to feel nothing towards this, she really wasn't normal. Then again, she began as an assassin earlier than any other assassin he knew, even earlier than Irina Jelavich, who began when she was eleven.

"…Would you stop staring at me? I can practically feel you drilling a hole through my head with your stare," Teresa mumbled, which caused Gid to pale and turn away instantly, while Edward, who was driving the limousine, chuckled slightly. Teresa was the only one who worked under Gid who was able to, for the lack of a better word, overwhelm him.

"My apologies. I was just wondering how you felt towards this…arrangement," Gid said, choosing his words carefully. He seriously couldn't tell how she felt about this arrangement for the mission, considering the fact that she wasn't like every other normal person. Teresa turned her head around to stare at Gid, eyes filled with boredom and irritation, causing Gid to freeze up slightly.

"How I feel is none of your concern, and you need not to be concerned. I will do what is necessary for the mission," Teresa replied tersely, before closing her eyes and resting her chin on her hand, turning away from Gid to face the window once more. Gid sighed in resignation and hung his head. Soon they arrived the front gates of the academy, and Edward opened the door for her, reaching out his hand for her to hold, which she accepted and pulled herself out. Slinging on her schoolbag, she began walking through the gate, ignoring the staring, pointing and hushed whispering echoing throughout the campus over the appearance of a new girl.

'Shouldn't have arrived in a limo. Should've known it would attract unnecessary attraction,' Teresa thought to herself, mentally rolling her eyes and prevented a groan from escaping her lips. She was used to this reaction every time she was on the headquarters of the assassin organisation, but she couldn't help but get sick of it. Keeping a straight face, she continued walking, hearing Gid's footsteps catching up to hers. Meeting a teacher, her demeanour changed completely.

"Excuse me? I've just transferred today, and I have been called to the chairman's office. Could you tell me where it is?" Teresa asked, smiling sweetly while using the same soft tone when speaking to Asano Gakuhou. The teacher stared at her for a moment.

"Are you Amano Teresa?" he asked, raising a brow at her. Nodding, the teacher immediately broke into a wide smile.

"I see, I see! Please follow me, I shall escort you to the chairman's office," he said, ll to cheerily, before turning around and walking away. Teresa silently followed him, with Gid right behind her.

Soon, they arrived at the double doors of the office, and the teacher knocked twice. A low, deep voice said "enter", and the teacher opened the door for the duo. As soon as the two entered the office, the door shut behind them. Looking ahead, Teresa immediately took in her surroundings. There were windows lined up on the right wall and the wall right in front. Right in front of her was he chairman's desk, and sitting behind it, was the chairman himself. Looking up from a monitor that was on the desk, his eyes settled on the girl in front of him.

"You are Amano Teresa, correct?" he asked, smiling at her. Teresa mentally flinched at his smile, it seriously creeped her out, but didn't let it break her façade, and continued smiling sweetly.

"Yes, sir," she replied. The chairman's smile widened slightly as he gestured her to move forward, which she and Gid complied to. As she entered into the sunlight that cascaded through the windows, he quietly took in her appearance.

She wore the long-sleeved white button-up blouse, leaving the top two buttons undone, with the black necktie secured loosely around her neck, the knot just below the third button on her blouse. She wasn't wearing the school jacket, and her shirt was untucked, covering almost half of the school grey, plaid skirt. Instead of knee high socks, she wore a pair of black stockings, covering her legs completely, and a pair of brown school shoes. Her hair had been tied into a pair of low pigtails, allowing it to flow out towards their respective sides, her bangs and fringe untouched. Looking closely at her hair, he eyes narrowed slightly.

"…Are you aware that it is against the school rules to dye your hair?" he asked after a moment of silence. Teresa stared back at him, honestly confused.

"I'm…afraid I don't understand," she replied, lifting a brow while tilting her head to the side.

"The ends of your hair, are they not dyed red?" he asked, rephrasing his question. Teresa let out an 'oh' before replying.

"No, it isn't. This is my natural hair colour. My father's hair was black, while my mother's hair was red," she replied, and it was the truth. At least that was what she remembered.

"I believe you about your father, but I thought your mother had pink hair?" he asked, and Teresa's eyes dulled slightly in realisation of what she had to say to this.

"Are you referring to Sephie?" The chairman's eyes widened slightly, his smile turning into a slight frown.

"…You are on a first-name basis with your mother?"

"Sephie and Gid aren't my biological parents, they are my foster ones. My biological parents have passed away," she replied. It wasn't a lie. When Gid found her, he had decided to put her under his legal care, but was only her father in name, and Sephie was his wife. The chairman remained silent as an unreadable expression appeared on Teresa's face, causing him to frown. He was always good at reading people's thoughts completely, but he couldn't get even a gist of what was crossing her mind that moment.

"…I see, I apologise, and I'm sorry for your loss," he said, choosing his words carefully. Teresa simply nodded, before smiling sweetly at him, catching him off-guard.

"So, why did you call me here?" she asked. That was the whole point as to why they were here.

"Oh yes. I wanted to inform you, that you achieved full marks for every subject for your entrance examination. You are the first student to have achieved such a feat, hence we've decided to put you in class 3-A as a special exception," the chairman said, his smile returning to his face as he did. Teresa blinked, seemingly dazed for a moment before snapping out of her reverie.

"Oh…I see," Teresa replied, keeping a slightly strained smile on. On the inside, she was completely freaking out.

'Great, just great. I was just trying to get a score good enough to enter, but no, I score so high I go straight to their top class. This got a whole lot more troublesome. How the heck am I going to drop to class 3-E without attracting too much attention now?!' she mentally screamed, completely frustrated with herself. She created more trouble than she needed and wanted for herself, making her mission harder for her.

"Since classes are starting soon, I will have a teacher escort you to your class. You may be dismissed," the chairman said, smiling all the while.

"Well then, please excuse me," Teresa replied, bowing slightly, before turning to leave, with Gid right behind her. Once they were out, they began walking down the hallway.

"Why did you tell him that?" Gid asked, frowning. It wasn't like her to speak of personal affairs with anyone, whether or not she was on the job. Teresa didn't reply, but instead took out her phone and started typing. When she was done and had placed her phone back in her pocket, Gid heard his phone ring. Taking it out, he read the message she had sent him.

'If I lied, he would have noticed and got suspicious of me, and then sooner or later my cover would be blown. He's more intuitive than he appears. Also, don't speak to me when we are in this school. It is loaded with cameras and mics in every corner, which he can see and hear from that monitor on his desk,' she had typed, and his eyebrows were raised really high. Even he hadn't noticed them, nor the fact that the monitor was connected to them.

"Well, then, have a nice day," he said, and Teresa, facing away from him, simply nodded and followed a teacher who appeared in front of her to escort her to class, while he went downstairs to the entrance of the school, where the limousine was, all the while shaking his head.

"What a terrifying child…"

Hope you enjoyed it! Do review!

To those confused as to why I re-updated this chapter, I was going through it and saw that I made a grammar mistake, something I really can't stand.

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