Assassination Classroom Teacher Novels & Stories

I shot him an annoyed look and said, "He's just a math teacher." Antoninus disagreed, "But he's dangerous." How could a teacher be dangerous? Was he going to kill someone with math problems? I angrily pulled my hand out of his grip and rubbed my sore wrist. Antoninus wanted to say something more, but when he looked behind me, he fell silent.

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.

“D-did someone die?” She nodded her head slowly, her lips now a thin line. “O-one of our teachers hanged himself right at the back of the school.” “What the fuck!” Jude's jaw hung loose. “Why would he do some crazy, disturbing thing like that in school campus? Kids will have nightmares!” “Ask Ling.” The five of us whipped our heads to the side. Maring (or I thought Maring was her name) crossed her arms. Mrs. Carpio was the first to react. Her brows rose to her hairline. “Ling? What does she have to do with this?”

"I can't believe I'm sitting in the same classroom with the murderer" "He might as well slit our throats and hide our bodies" "He's cute" "Disgusting attitude" "He should be in the mad house, not here" "How is he even here if he had spent most of his life in the madhouse?" "Alright, class. Be quiet! I do not want to hear any more statements about murderers or madhouses or you will be thrown out of my class!" Our teacher states and everyone falls quiet. I turn to look at Kang who has his head lowered slightly, his eyes squeezed shut. He looks so.....dejected.

- The albino blonde woman said. - Okay, I'll do it. - He said. When he went to take a shower, to change, to get her scent off him. At that time, in another place, the teacher, in addition to being a professional assassin, was in her torture room, after arriving home from school, when she began to torture her prisoner, her partner and assistant, listening to their report about the fiery teenager. - Don't let it blow your cover the red-haired Swede said, next to him, she was short.

" The teacher entered first, closely followed by the principal. The room grew quiet, tension filling the air all at once. There was an issue. I could sense it deep in my bones. "The principal announced a burglary with a serious tone," he said. School equipment has been damaged and taken. We have grounds to suspect that the offender is present in this classroom. Whispers were quietly exchanged among students in the room, casting glances of suspicion and fear towards each other. Everyone stayed still. Nobody admitted. The principal's eyes scanned the room, cold and calculating. "Very well. If no one will step forward, I'll have to reveal the culprit myself." He paused for dramatic effect, the

the rector's agitated voice interrupted him, "come with me." "What's going on, Mr. Sak? Why are you so distressed?" Professor Houston inquired. "Something terrible has happened in the girls' bathroom," Mr. Sak replied, capturing the attention of the entire classroom. "Follow me." Professor Houston left his books on his desk and rushed out of the classroom, urging the students to stay put. Of course, they didn't listen. Shortly after the teacher's departure, the classroom emptied as students spilled into the hallways to join their peers from neighboring classes. Whispers of intrigue and concern filled the air as everyone tried to piece together what was happening. The teachers' anxiety was pa

"And she retired the next day." My friends were still listening. I can see Nathan holding his phone, facing its back side towards Lily. Did he recording our conversation? Such smart... Lily continued by saying, "That day after the assassination marked the darkest days of our school." She heaved a sigh before continuing. "Priam ghosted every staffs that were involved in his assassination." Mom... Mom was also included in the assassination, right? So, she was also ghosted that time.. even she was retired. "Why was he assassinated?"

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.

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.