Assassin Classroom Novels & Stories

Students fill the hallway, talking loudly, lockers slamming. For a moment it feels normal. Then someone whispers. “That's her.” Another voice. “That's Evelessa.” I sigh. Great. The whispers follow us as we walk. Aretha nudges me. “You’ve officially reached celebrity level.” “I hate it.” Aretha looks amused. “You’ll get used to it.” “I don’t want to.” We reach our classroom. History. Which usually meant professor Kane until Cassain killed him and now he's been replaced with another clueless professor who is somehow terrified of me and does the impossible to avoid me."

But she got rejected and kicked out of Biotech, so she opted to commit suicide. “Don't you feel sorry for her death?” I knew I was a hypocrite in the moment, but I just wanted to know if he ever felt something for his victims. “She chose to end her life, and she did. I had nothing to do with that. Let's just say she was unlucky,” he spoke calmly as he twirled his glass. Assassins were trained never to have feelings or get attached to their targets, but this man here was way worse than an assassin.

The mansion was bustling with people and activities, the staffs were preparing for dinner, while a few of the mafia men were clustered in groups, having various conversations. As soon as they walked in, all the noise seized, maid scurried away and all eyes were on them. Luca noticed how Bianca struggled to hide her tremors, he didn't know if it was from fear or nerves, and he felt bad for her for a while, until he remembered this was a cold blooded assassin who almost succeeded in killing him. All iota of empathy left him as he pulled her forward into the crowd. He immediately spotted his father and uncle together and walked straight to them with Bianca, their arm interwoven together.

(Dead Assassin) One of the assassin that wanted to act gloriously died when a bullet blasted his skull right open. It was a simply like a scene of a fish that jumps out of water and got skewered by a harpoon. “……S.W.A.T unit! Boxed in!!..advance!!!….let no one escape!!..”.(Commissioner Layla)

Saachi opened her mouth to say something but immediately looked down when noticed professor gawking at us. The professor kay taught us metabolism, he was dark, short in his late 50s. Although he appeared angry but he reminded me of MARIO (a character in game). "Happy belated birthday" chirped carol looking at me. I smiled widely .Few others wished me too, after lecture was over. "Its so hot in here" said Afreen looking at saachi. "Yeah, this classroom sucks. Can't they install few more fans in here" said Kevin from behind. He was sitting behind me with Carol.

The history class was in room P67. “Finally!” Casandra happily said upon finding the room. She looked at her wristwatch and groaned. She was late for seven minutes because she was lost on her way. Cassandra knocked on the door and slowly push it open. A man approached him. “You are the new student, right? I'm Thorin Stone, your history professor. Please introduce yourself," Thorin kindly said and smiled. Cassandra nervously smiled back at him and went to the center. As she looked around the classroom, she noticed that there were only a few students in the class. Cassandra cleared her throat and proudly held her head high.

“This may sound like child’s play gentlemen, but I assure you it is anything but. There are wolves hidden somewhere in the woods off to our side, in a moment I will join them. Your job is to locate every wolf before they simulate your death. Do you understand?” A chorus of aye’s came in response. Leaving the small group with instructions to count to thirty, I raced into the wooded area, masking my scent before veering off to the left and climbing into the thickest pine I could locate. I laid myself flat against the thick branch I had settled on and waited. I hadn’t given the warriors the exact number of wolves they would need to locate, like any good assassin, they would need to learn to loo

Then why are you in school? One thing was on my mind,I had to find one way or another to prove to Michelle that I'm not happy without her,I needed her,tired of playing games but she doesn't see that,she can't let go of just one mistake,I was still thinking when somebody pulled me into a classroom. Oh, Lord,let it not be all these girls. "Baaaaby." I looked at the dark classroom,all the windows were locked obviously, Cassandra also closed the door,if you were outside,you won't know that human beings were in that classroom.

ASH'S POV A few days have passed since what happened at our hangout place. No one tried to bring up that topic again. I was walking to the classroom when I saw Akisha walking alone. I was surprised when suddenly something came up to her. A kunai! Sh*t! I was about to run to rescue her when she suddenly bowed. It was as if she was tying something on her shoes, but there was nothing wrong with her shoes. It just depends on whether she lied to us about how weak her senses are. As I followed her, I did not realize that we were in the classroom. Until now, the murder of Miss Salvacion is still being talked about, and until now it has not been possible to determine the culprit. Soon, Sir Rios arri

I said as I gently picked up the knife that had fallen beside me. Before becoming a professional assassin, you must attend several training sessions in order to master all of the techniques that an assassin must know and study, and one of those techniques is that when one area of your body is vulnerable, you must think of another strategy to strike your opponent. "B*tch, don't be too arrogant or you'll end up at Satan's door!" My assailant had laughed at my confidence once more. "Oh please, don't joke about it because you'll regret it, I swear," I said to my assailant, "because you'll be the one to wind up on Satan's doorstep, honey," I said coldly.