Assassination Classroom Teacher Novels & Stories

Judy’s voice recalled in her head at the time. "Twenty years ago, there was a female teacher who was in a relationship with her student. After she was discovered by the school, the male students, in order to gain a good future, refused to admit it. Instead, it was the teacher who seduced him. In that time of simplicity, the female teacher could not bear the eyes of the crowd and hanged herself in her office on a dark, windy night, dressed in red.

She didn't care about the special attention and casually walked out of the classroom after the bell rang. There was an awkward silence in the teacher's office. Mr. Yates held his coffee cup with both hands. The coffee inside, was still so hot. He looked at Thea and said in a low yet determined tone, "Regarding this scandal, I won't say much. You were missing from your dorm and didn't return last night and unfortunately you are one of the suspects." He paused, his calculating gaze still observing Thea. "Did you go back to your house without permission?" Thea didn't reply to him, of course, she didn't go back. How could she tell him that she was beaten up by those damn victims and was killed.

The uniforms are as beautiful as what you expect from a prestigious school. I stand up from a stall and walk to the door. This is it. The end of my life. ... Our homeroom teacher allocated us to form a line in the middle of a hallway that leads to our room. It was the only building that can be used safely. As far as I can remember, one of the students entered one of the rooms on the second floor. The result? She died. I neither the members of the Alecto is not interested in such a thing. Every death that occurs or is related to the scholar class, has a lesson that teaches. Discipline.

When they had that talk at the Friendlies', he couldn't also deny that she was interesting to talk to. "That was frightening. It just happened so fast and so unexpectedly. I mean, no one ever saw that coming. An SC President candidate suddenly assaulting a teacher? No, that was just so fishy, unless you witness it. And now, we couldn't even tell if Teacher Matthew is still alive. Mr. Junior Schoolmate, are you alright?"

There was no doubt that the female teacher in red from twenty years ago had disappeared in the middle of the night at the office building. Previously, when she was telling the story, she had taken it as a joke. But now ... In the corridor of the office building. Cynthia's voice recalled in her head at the time. "Twenty years ago, there was a female teacher who was in a relationship with her student. After she was discovered by the school, the male student, in order to gain a good future, refused to admit it. Instead, it was the teacher who seduced him. In that time of simplicity, the female teacher could not bear the eyes of the crowd and hanged herself in her office on a dark, windy night,

he teased me, following the girls as they entered the small classroom. I sneered at him as I stepped inside the classroom. There were only seven pupils in the classroom, and when we came in, they all looked and watched us as we quietly padded to one long table at the back. The father, I presumed, had to sit with his child. “Where’s your teacher?” I asked curiously. Shouldn’t teachers be responsible for the safety of their students in the class? Lyra Helene almost got hit by a car because of their negligence.

11 years ago. Stacy got called to the office for the supposed theft inside the classroom. She looked down, clutching her hands together, all sweaty and nervous. The teacher prepared some documents in her table, and saw Stacy fiddling with her hands. Her jaw clenched, she looked up to their professor, and the teacher approached her. Sitting down across from her table, Stacy looked up. Ms. Shawn uttered, “I’m sorry, you are the one your classmates are pointing at, so we don’t have a choice but to let you here.”

I was about to close the door but the man glanced at me. “Mr. Connor Murray?” I mentioned his complete name stupefied. I managed to pull the swinging door back closing it. My hands were trembling and my knees were shaking. That wasn’t a ghost but it was the scariest thing I ever witnessed and at the same time disgusting. They were having sex inside the school’s comfort room, a female comfort room to be exact. Sex between a student and a teacher, our Fluid Mechanics teacher. A teacher who has a wife and two beautiful angels. Utterly disgusting.

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!"

Jane kept her head down. We reached the principal’s office, and the teacher knocked sharply on the door before pushing it open. The principal looked up from his desk, his expression immediately darkening when he saw the five of us. “What now?” he asked, his voice dangerously calm. “Fighting in the classroom,” the teacher said. “These two were the main perpetrators,” he gestured to Jasper and Tony, “and these three claim to be involved as well.” The principal stood up slowly, his face turning red.