Log 16: Assassination Classroom
so i started watching human shows because the internet said it helps ācultural understanding.ā
been avoiding this one called Assassination Classroom for weeks. thought it sounded boring.
But... i started watching Assassination Classroom.
before you judge me, let me explain: i wasnāt planning to. i saw the title and went, āah, yes. another grim human murder show. pass.ā i was ready for blood, not feelings.
turns out itās about an octopus whoās the worldās best teacher. like, literally an alien tentacle creature who moves at mach 20 and teaches math. i thought it was going to be foolish chaos. and it was. but alsoā¦ it was kind.
the kids tried to kill him every episode and he still helped them with homework. he encouraged their dreams. he made them lunch. he got attacked and then said, āgood job, everyone, iām proud of you.ā i cried. actual coolant leakage. had to clean it off the keyboard.
i donāt even know why it hit so hard. maybe because itās weirdly familiar? working under megatron feels a bit dissparkening sometimes but korosenseiā¦ he cared. he never stopped. he taught them how to live and how to fight.
and when he said goodbyeā yeah. i paused it. walked down the corridor. pretended i had to ācheck reactor stability.ā i was just sitting there, thinking about how none of us ever had someone like that. someone who believed in us, not just used us.
i donāt know... humans make some strange things. but that show reminded me that maybe weāre not doomed to be weapons forever. maybe we can learn, too.
also i now have a parasocial relationship with a yellow tentacle alien. send help. or tissues. both work.
But ...if korosensei were here, weād have won the war and had healthy coping mechanisms.
