Assassin Classroom Teacher Novels & Stories

I need to know if she was a fucking bitch who would kill to keep her man or not. Getting to the school driveway and my usual spot where I parked my car on a daily basis, I killed the engine and then stepped out to the classroom. The classroom was so chaotic today. I mean, this was Professor Dawn’s class. A tutor in psychology. Everyone loves him. They adored his teaching cause it's always educative, interactive, and filled with students’ brainstorming questions that even a president will dodge. After class, I was able to get in contact with Vera, who smiled and flaunted her body when she saw me.

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."

Miranda’s foot was tapping against the tiled floor in anticipation, and she kept ringing her hands over and over again. The receptionist, a man who seemed far nicer that Cara, had asked her to wait in one of the student areas. It wasn’t far from the Professor’s offices. The space was filled with squishy chairs and beanbags, along with the normal computer desks. There was even a small kitchenet at the back wall where students could make a hot drink or microwave their food.

I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

Rendered speechless, he battled for what to say. " Like seriously?" " Yes, can we continue?" Lexa looked away indifferently and picked up some stones. " Okay," Arnold answered and continued his teachings. After some minutes, they were done, and Lexa was now sweating a little bit. Arnold saw how Lexa was sweating, and he chuckled, " You will get used to it if you practice everyday....." Lexa looked up at him and smiled a little, " Am sure of that and...oh yes, that's reminds me!"

‘’ He had a spear fight with Cassian; they went at it for four hours, ’’ Felix explained as he ruffled Oscar's hair ‘’He was so relentless, I thought I would die Oscar added Wait, a spear fight with Cassian? Are they taking the same classes together? ‘’ Cassian? Is he at your level?.......class?’’ I wondered out loud. . Oh, you didn’t know? He is one of the teachers in the academy, and he takes more practical classes, as do Darius and Tobias. You will also be seeing them a lot after this’’ My heart skipped a beat as Felix explained.

I felt so relieved that our teacher was not yet around when I got inside our classroom. "Good morning, Victory!" My classmates greeted me, and I know their greetings always boost my energy because it reminds me, I am the Queen of this campus because I am the daughter of Nicklaus and Zafirah Winner. I only smiled at them as I slowly walked towards my chair, and just in time, our teacher arrived, and I slumped my body on my chair, and I could tell I looked so haggard this morning. I snapped back to the present as I listened to our teacher continued to discuss our lesson, but I couldn't stop myself from thinking about the new guy as I realized he is the same guy I couldn't stop thinking about e

“I have been suspicious ever since the day you guys discovered Zhuyun. This is what I found out. Their teacher’s name is Munemiko Yotaro but I knew that isn’t his real name. There are three others like him. They were former member of the Hui Yuan who retired and live here in this world to teach the Luminescent children.'' Wencheng said. “They are still teaching and D-class is much larger than you'd expect. It isn't just a class that is around twenty students. The numbers currently are over a hundred." “What?” Fukuna said with mild surprise. “Hold up. Former assassins as teachers? What is going on?” Kurai said. “I don’t know but so far everything they do is for themselves. This is what they a

they all sat around the teacher. "Well, as they saw in practice, they realized that part of a gentleman, they found it necessary to direct certain qualities to different people and that others know differently, such as assassin, which is when someone is stealthy and can surprise by the back to anyone, the lookout, who are characterized by having good eyesight, the commanders, by leading others; Gentlemen, everyone is supposed to be able to fight with a sword to obtain that distinction, also that of a tracker, that is what their name says, and the doctors, are not so recognized but they are of vitality in the battle line, but within each of them there are classes depending on how strong they