Assassination Classroom Teacher Novels & Stories

This is all so confusing, because if the male teacher wasn’t shown on the video, then how did Jada and the others know that it was that professor who the victim had sex with? Mr. George Wilson. That was the teacher’s name, and it says here that he’s still teaching here and there’s a high possibility that I might even attend his class. I gasped out loud at that fact, because I saw how his subject was Math. God! I hate math, and I already hate our teacher there.

Gordon pointed up, "There's now the body of one of the students upstairs. I want you to get rid of it before anyone finds out." "Okay." Marco pointed at the camera in the upper corner of the room, "Is it on?" "Yes it is." said Mr. Gordon while looking at the camera. "Oh my God!" 'knock knock knock' They looked towards the door frantically. Quickly Mr. Gordon told his sister to hide. "Come in!" The door slowly opened revealing a woman who was one of the teachers at the school. Mrs, Karina, a Mathematics teacher, she is of Indonesian descent.

It replayed like a cassette tape slotted into her mind. “Twenty years ago, there was this female teacher who dated one of her students. When the school found out about it, the boy refused to admit it because he didn’t want to ruin his future, he ended up claiming that it was the teacher who seduced him. Time were harsher back then, and the teacher could no longer withstand the ridicule she faced from people around her. On one particularly windy midnight, she dressed herself in red and hung herself inside the office at precisely midnight.

So far no teacher had taken a test and I had no problem taking it. When I arrived at the classroom, everyone was surprised to see me, they thought I had been kicked out. I walked to one of the farthest chairs in the amphitheater. I remembered that this was my class with Harold, but I did not feel any regret, he was a dangerous person, he had lost his sanity because of jealousy, besides he had a somewhat dirty record for harassment and committing other crimes, he was the most dangerous of all. The teacher at the time spoke a little about him before starting the class.

As I nodded, we walked away from there to get to our classroom. Upon entering the room, we sat down in the front while I kept moving my legs in nervousness wondering if he would actually kill me for just slapping his face when suddenly I saw my to-be murderer, Zayn walking inside the classroom with Eric and some other guys. He looked at me with his eyes still filled with rage and I immediately looked down to try to ignore his look. He walked towards my row and I gulped and breathed heavily but as he walked past me to get to the back of the class, I took a sigh of relief and waited for Mr. Liam to enter the class.

The chair beside her remained empty. Maya wasn’t coming. Mabye she didn’t want to feel embarrassed she thought ! Before the unease could fully settle, the teacher entered the classroom. His face was drawn, his steps slow. The chatter died instantly. “I have sad news,” he said quietly. “One of your classmates… Maya Carter” The room seemed to tilt. “was found dead by the river.” Sara’s breath left her in a rush. Her knees weakened, and she gripped the edge of her chair to keep from collapsing.

But you said it's correct," I replied. Everyone was looking at me now. What's wrong with you, Willow? What did we say about not drawing attention? I looked at my tablet to avoid any stares. "Damn, girl," Jenny mumbled. The bell rang. I sighed. The teacher picked up his things and exited in shame, I guess? It was finally time for a break. Jenny stood next to me. "Are you coming?" She asked. I looked up at her. We walked out of the classroom together as they talked about a teacher who got arrested after getting caught sleeping with a student. People do that? That's so cringe.

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

he reminded me and I sighed. "But it doesn't hurt to try, right?!" I answered and he laughed. We passed by the doorman with the good morning that was already becoming habitual, and I noticed he was even friendlier and more smiley. As we approached the classroom, Anderson whispered for me to remember my reward and I entered the room laughing, but almost let my smile wilt. "Hey, Giovanna, it had to be the problematic abductee! You got our teacher fired!" One of the girls who was always kissing up to the math teacher said it loud.

’ Trestan said in his mind. Teachers and school guards were running toward the classroom. Some of Trestan’s classmates were crying ‘coz the student who was allegedly killed is the blonde guy named Wilton. “Everyone! Get back to your classrooms.” The principal shouted ‘coz many students from different buildings and floors went there and got intrigued by the incident. The police arrived after minutes, and Blair talked to his uncle while Trestan was just watching them. The blonde guy’s neck was cut and fresh blood was still flowing, as if it just happened a moment ago.