Novel & Cerita Main Character Of Assassination Classroom

Even after Micah rescued me and the new batch of kids from that man and found me a home with his family, it has never stopped. Micah is a badass assassin who works for some secret assassin guild. Of course, I only know this because he was the one that rescued me from that house of horrors. All of the assassins he works with are gorgeous and total bad assess. Seriously, all of the men are beyond gorgeous. I try not to think about it too much because of him. Who is him, you ask? Well, he’s Connor Archer.

Well all the assasins he had in the room at the moment were all psychopaths who takes joy in their trade. The appearance of Freckles at the weapon room where Lightning was about to exist startled the both assassins but it was Lightning who was the first to react and before the scrawny killer with a lot of freckles could react his throw was slit and left to fall to the ground with a fixed shock expression.

But, right now, all I could care about is the fact that our teacher seemed to be acting guilty. “No more questions, Ms. Shin. Class dismissed,” our teacher ordered, before storming out of our classroom. Eun looked at me, and I did too, before I nodded my head then went out of the classroom. I couldn’t help but smile, because it is a great day to catch some bullies. But, are they bullies or killers? Wouldn’t they be considered as killers because they’re one of the reasons why Loisa killed herself? If it weren’t for them, then maybe Loisa is still here. If only they provided her the help she asked for, if only they were kind to her, then maybe, none of these even happened in the first place.

Nisha’s POV The next day, I got up early to prepare for the assignment. I'll be dressing up as a covertly recruited secretary by the boss's family, because the person I'm going to assassinate despises having a secretary. I'm not sure why, but that's what Mr. Cat told me last night when I asked him what my cover would be.

He nodded, "now go and wear something more nerdy—wear glasses as well. You should make yourself look unrecognisable." "For fuck's sake," I muttered before going to my room to change. I wore a plain shirt and jeans along with my sneakers and of course, a pair of glasses. Then I left for school. Surprisingly, both me and Ares arrived at the same time. Ares arrived in a fancy car while I took a cheap car as Diana Cooper wasn't someone rich. "From assassin to nerd." Ares mocked as he stared at me from top to bottom. "From mafia king to student." I retorted, ignoring the fact that he was looking hot as hell.

How can someone who murders a person be capable of the greatest skill of all, healing? Lucien, I need to remember his name instead of just ‘the assassin’ softly knocking on the door late into the night. I sent Kyra to deal with him but even I had to admit he looked immaculate in a crisp white shirt. He was wearing one of Alexanders, but it was stretched to the max over his wider shoulders and muscles.

Alssandro Leone Romano James Mathews hung up and rounded his shoulder to get rid of the fatigue he now had. He is my Vice-President, henchman, undertaker, right-arm man. Despite his age and charisma, he was an ice-berg. A cruel callous bastard. Though he looked pristine and refined to the nines he had more blood on his hands than I did. We always had hired hands but this sadistic sicko liked to get his hands dirty. He took a pussy, disposed of it. He took a dime, impenitently.

“What are you doing here?” “I came to fucking see you,” she said, and I scoffed, raising the knife to dig it again. She cried out and shook her head, and I raised an eyebrow as I kept my eyes on hers. “I needed your help, my family has assigned an assassin to kill me and that assassin killed Joseph.” “You said that you were rejected.” I said, and she shook her head.

" After that, Sean immediately left for Beverly High School. Fortunately, it was Saturday, and school was out. Therefore, there were no students or teachers in the school. The assassinator took Blake to the fourth floor of Building A. Her hands and feet were tied behind her back, and she had fallen unconscious. Although the explosion hadn't harmed Blake directly, it had still had some impact on her. The assassin was an Orwallian man. He was robust and had a three-inch-long centipede-like scar on the left side of his face, which made him look ferocious. He stared at the unconscious Blake. There was murderous intent lingering in his blue eyes.

Her first kill was almost her last. A tall lanky boy named Bobby made the mistake of smiling at Cybill from across the room in Algebra class. Her eyes zoned in on his body, she knew from his build that she could easily take him down. For the remainder of the class, Cybill kept her eyes glued on her prey, watching his every move. When the class was over, she sprung into action, darting across the room to Bobby’s side. Cybill made small talk with him across campus, luring her first victim back to her dorm.