Strongest point of the triangle
Karma x reader x Asano
Aside from kween mother to us all, @/poppylovestowrite, I haven't seen many love triangle fics for them (but if u know a good one lemme know)
Summary: 3rd year high school drama with two ginger geniuses (poorly proofread)
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Firstly… You, who fought tooth and nail to get into Kunigigaoka high, who jumped for joy when you were placed in class A.
You, who greeted the class president for the first time with a big bow and shy grin, who faced your aversion to attention to volunteer to help with festivals and eventually joined the student council. Who stays behind after class to help him with managerial tasks, or study, or just… talk.
You, who sits next to Class A’s resident delinquent in the back of the class, who ate with him during lunch the first few weeks before befriending others, talking endlessly about this or that, who was walked home by him once in your first year after almost being shaken down by a couple of thugs.
Asano, who falls first, but the ever mature, dependable class president keeps it to himself. By your third year, you had blossomed into a dependable leader of the school who was always patient with him… even while he was struggling to break free of his father’s controlling influence. He saw your kindness and optimism as the epitome of charming, but also your greatest weakness. By your third year of high school, he conceded to not telling you for both of your sakes. College would split you apart (as if preparing for entrance exams wasn’t already doing that), and his fervor, commitment, greatness, would overpower you in the long run.
Which is why, when you asked him out for the school festival… he said no.
Karma, who falls fast and hard. You were just friends for most of your time in high school. He, the class rebel, the one person who Asano could never tame, and you, his part-time partner in crime, who saw him for who he was and never judged. And one day after school, he saw you propped against the school’s front gate with tears streaming down your face. He narily had a second to ask what was wrong before you straightened up and yanked him by the hand. He was so shocked that he almost went the entire way to the cafe before asking again. You didn't answer. He paid for your three slices of cake.
Asano, who walks into class one day and notices something different. Since when did Karma sit so close to you with his arm propped on your desk? He couldn’t just ask you, either, as you have been avoiding him for the last two weeks. Even during council duties, and especially festival prep meetings, you barely paid him any mind. He could tell you only even looked him in the eye anymore to prove that you were okay, that he has nothing to do with the way you speed walk out of class now. During his morning announcements, all Asano could do was stare and fume as he grabbed a lock of your hair and twirled it around his finger.
Karma, who noticed your shift in personality immediately. After that day at the cafe, you had become quieter in class. Maybe even a little bit colder too. He takes it upon himself to try and cheer you up, and he’s surprised at how thrilled he is when you quickly warm up to his childish methods. By the day it was becoming harder to see you as just his seatmate. He longed to see your true smile again; every time he gets a glimpse, his heart skips a beat. But, Karma notices, there’s always a catch. Every other time he flusters you, or gets you to giggle in class, you glance to the front of the room. To where he sits. Suddenly, Karma has a better idea of what’s got you so down. And he’s not too fond of the primary source.
Asano, who bumps into a certain delinquent on campus a full hour after school ends - much later than said delinquent could usually ever be bothered to stay. The menace was checking out his own nails, propped against the front gate. The same place Asano rejected her.
Karma doesn’t bother looking up. “So, planning to ask anyone to the festival, prez?”
… “why do you care? Don’t you have a water tower to graffiti or something? Out of my way.”
“Well I am,” I didn’t ask “I think she’ll say yes, isn’t that sweet?”
Girl… festival… who? Oh. He wouldn’t…
Asano’s brows furrow into a glare “And what exactly was the point of telling me this?”
Karma chuckles at the mutual understanding. All sardonic and insincere. It really suits him.
“Oh, y’know, I’m just a little surprised, is all; You’ve never seemed the type to throw away an opportunity,”
Karma uses his shoulder blades to push himself off the gate and begins to walk away.
“But a win's a win, I’ll take this under my belt, too”
Asano’s fist clenches with a crack as he watches Karma walk around the gate and out of sight.
Quickly, he turns back into the building. He knows you might still be here after the last minute festival setup. And he’s got something to ask you.
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Karma, who hums as he turns the corner, smiling now that Asano’s gone scurrying off. But when he looks up, he sees you, clenching the straps of your backpack with a numb expression.
He smiles brightly, not wasting any time for the person he stayed at school for an extra hour for.
“Just who I was lookin’ for!”
His little spat with Asano gave him some extra confidence. He wraps an arm around your shoulders and says,
"Come with me to the school festival? As a date, yeah?"
“...Is this a sick joke?”
“Well you know me, princess. I’m always down for one of those. But what are you-”
“You’ve been flirting with me, for weeks, just to piss Asano off?”
He blanches as you shove his arm off; It swings limp before Karma recovers.
“What? No. I meant it, I really-”
“I heard you. You, you called me a notch in your belt!”
Your breath hitches. Karma recognizes the sound - you’re holding back tears. It’s the same as the last time he saw you outside the front gate.
He screwed up. Sweet Jesus, why did he say any of that?
Before he can get another word in, you walk right past him. Unlike last time, the tears never fall as you speak,
“No, I’m not going with you, Bye.”
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Finally, you again. You, who ignores Asano as he tries to catch up to you on the other side of the gate.
You, who doesn’t answer any of Karma’s texts or calls over the weekend.
You, who only sees them again during the school festival.
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Separate Karma and Asano endings r coming soon...
I hope my attempt at making the boys flawed makes it clear that they both need to realize that they have to grow as people - but maybe it comes off as insufferable for one or both of them? You be the judge, but I was going for a Mr. Darcy situation where they will have to acknowledge their egos in order to progress.
Thx for reading!
