Assassination Classroom Okano Novels & Stories

Juaqin’s POV I am in an abandoned classroom in Emmanuel High School. I just escaped from prison. I am sitting on the broken teacher’s table while holding a Mini Uzi. Right now, I will do what appears to be unthinkable. I must kill students, teachers, and staff of Emmanuel High School. They should also be miserable, just like me. So, I stood up and left the abandoned classroom. Then, I shot every person I saw dead. Elisa’s POV

And with that manner of thinking, he adored school very much and thought the panacea to all his problems lay inside there. He was suddenly out of his mind. He saw no classrooms but two gentlemen approaching him from a distance. They sneered and leered at him. They drew near and were just about to grab him by the neck when he came back to his senses. That sounded quite terrible and left him startled. It did not take too long before he heard the tapping of feet emanating from the left side of the stream of classrooms. He quickly pulled up himself behind the manera tree. After a while, two gents walked up behind the classroom. Okayo closed his eyes tightly and withheld his breath. The men were

Rael hesitated for a moment and then nodded as well, "Yes," "I know, Rael. You should go back to prepare for the next class. Maybe the E-graders are messing up now." True to Mr. O.Renci's words, the next morning's class for class E was like an altercation, but Hana was at the center of everything. Someone threw Hana's desk out in the hallway, and a long line of 5 people stood in front of the classroom door with the formal reasoning that this was the security council of the class.

If she was caught before she killed him, she had no doubt that he would kill her without a second thought. Up ahead she caught sight of Asha, and she was training with Adrian, which explained where he had taken off to after bolting and leaving her alone with Blake. They turned as she approached them and Asha’s face lit up with a smile while Adrian wore his usual sullen look, skulking along behind as they walked to meet her. “Hey I heard you’re leaving tomorrow”, Asha said breathlessly, still out of breath. “Yeah, I guess”, she shrugged, trying to appear casual.

Just then, a knife went through his skull, stopping him in his tracks and he falls dead on the ground. “ They're very easy to kill. Severely injure them. That's pretty much all it takes.” An Asian-looking girl with black long hair sitting legs crossed on a desk at the edge of the class says with a pretty smile on her face. She wore a black quilted jacket, white pollo and black trousers. “ Who the heck are you? He was mine!!” She screams at her and stomps her feet on the man's head continuously until it became like mashed potatoes that faded faster.

If left to them, the three of them would have taken poor me to a solarium or something equally weird. Shaking my head to dispel memories of that day, I performed my ritual of blowing them a kiss and then took my books and slammed my locker shut. I got to class after Mr Yukino, our Japanese American English teacher. He tilted his head towards the owl clock on the wall and cocked his brow in question. Leave it to him not to come out and ask me why I was late.

Sometimes he would work into the early evening before leaving to catch his train, so they decided it was the perfect place. It would also be symbolic to do it in the classroom, just like before. This time, Misao Aika needed to bring Teacher Tadeo somewhere so that Takahashi Sato could hide in the cleaning closet and then prepare the camera. Takahashi Sato was in the restroom when he got a message from Misao Aika that they were out of the classroom. With that, he immediately went into Teacher Tadeo's classroom. He discretely put out the camera hidden to one of the desks before he hides inside a cleaning closet.

I said as I watched them leave. "The dark haired girl is the girl from earlier in the hallway and her name is Kara while the other brown skin girl is Alyssa, the one who came out to help Kara." "I saw the way Alyssa called you Leo just now, do you have something with her?" I teased as we walked out of the classroom. "What no-" He stopped talking when he hit someone. "Did everyone return blind this year?!" A rude familiar voice thundered. "I didn't see, I just walked out the door and-"

Dante followed me out of the auditorium the second Thorne dismissed the class for a brief intermission. We pushed through the double doors, bypassing the crowded main hallway and slipping into an empty, glass-walled study room near the back of the building. I locked the door immediately, dropping my messenger bag onto the conference table and bracing my hands against the edge. The adrenaline from the public confrontation finally peaked, sending a rushing sensation through my ears. We had just survived a carefully crafted assassination attempt on our academic careers, successfully turning the entire room against the person who orchestrated the attack. Dante dropped his jacket onto a chair and

One day, when all the teachers were in a staff meeting, the rest of us were in the classroom for self-study. Suddenly, screams rose outside one after another. The chaos began there. The madman was gripping a knife and had rushed straight up the stairs, heading directly for the junior honors classroom where Theo had once stayed. My classmates reacted quickly and tried to block the door. But he was reckless. He jammed one hand directly into the crack of the door. Even though pain twisted his face, he refused to pull it out. He stared hatefully in my direction and roared, "Kill you. Kill!"