Assassination Classroom Teacher Novels & Stories

Several students cried openly now while others rushed desperately toward the classroom door. Just then, the boy’s body dropped hard on the ground and a sickening crack echoed across the classroom floor. Blood slowly spread beneath the student’s lifeless body while terrified students stared frozen in horror. My hands trembled violently against my desk. The teacher looked completely pale. I tilted my head slowly as I saw Vanessa looking through the class window. She noticed someone was watching as she ran away. I quickly pushed off my locker as I went after her. Whatever that happened In this class, she must be aware. I thought to myself.

They threw sharp, unfriendly glances her way, but Claudia ignored them completely, focusing on the teacher instead. “You— the new student,” the teacher called gently, pointing at her. “Please come forward and introduce yourself.” Claudia stood. “My name is Claudia Jackson,” she said simply. “Nice to meet you all.” Then she returned to her seat. A loud hiss broke the calm. Tina. The teacher paused briefly, then continued as if nothing had happened. “Today’s topic focuses on recent events in Italy,” she began. The class grew attentive. “There have been multiple assassinations targeting high- ranking officials. The attacker is a serial killer known as Striker.”

The teacher fell with a thud to the amazement of the pupils. The second was that, a boy who sat on the front seat of the class; screamed so loud that he lost his voice and his life. He died on the spot. Terror filled the classroom. The school authorities barged into the classroom and helped the teacher up. "What happened to the boy?" They asked the class. "After the teacher fell, he screamed so loud, and died immediately. I really don't know how...this is strange." A girl on glass said, trembling. I looked at Kyle.

“Oh, it's my responsibility. Can I ask you some questions?“ She asked and he nodded his head. “Can you tell us your ordeal with the killer?“ She asked and he shuddered in fear “When the lesson was going on, he walked up to me and said… Flash back. I was in class when a man dressed in a tight skin outfit revealing only his face walked into the class and walked up to me. I was surprised when the teacher didn't apprehend him. He stooped to my height and said “Why do you look sad?“ He asked “Oh! Your dead girlfriend, what is her name?" He said with a distorted voice

I teased. As usual, she didn't respond anymore and just turned her head away from me. She keeps barking at the wrong tree. ... Dismissal of classes came. It's just me and the hooded guy left here in the classroom. I intentionally decided to be left here alone to lure him. I took a heavy breath and approached him. "So, why did you murder our classmate?" I asked. "I don't know what you're talking about." He replied flatly. "It was a dumb act of you to disguise yourself as the student council secretary."

CHAPTER 17 LENA. Vice Principal Agatha and a few other teachers came into the scene with the paramedics right after we left. We didn't want to be seen or asked questions as we had our own plans to make. Yes, we were sorry for her but the faster we solved this mystery, the better for whoever was next in line to be killed. Well, there was no class for the rest of today. It had been announced and we all knew it was because of Mereba's death and even if they didn't, a lot of people were going to miss classes anyway.

The noise inside continued, and no one came to open the door for a long time. With one kick, Frederick forced the door open. Even someone as used to chaotic situations as he couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned by what the scene before him. A teacher, dressed in a suit, was tied to a chair with tape wrapped around him. His clothes were tattered. One student was standing on the podium, holding a water bottle as he poured water over the teacher’s head. Another student had a whip in his hand and was whipping the teacher. The floor was littered with torn-up books.

An entirety of different pitches and voices have been heard as they responded to the teacher’s greeting. Alex has been close to his teacher for quite a long time, but he had never seen her emit such distressing aura. His teacher’s eyes were deep as if deprived with weeks of sleep. She’s not her usual self, a young, easy-going science teacher had been barren with life. Her acts were voided with happiness showing nothing but despair. “Ma’am, are you okay?” asked Darline who seem to notice what everyone observed. Surprisingly, the teacher suddenly sobbed. Her eyes flooded with tears in an instant. “I’m sorry, everyone. Vita in morte sumus” She said while continues to sob. The lights flickered.

"Yeah! When we didn't understand something, you answered, no matter how late it was. You'd explain everything. You were so patient. How could you do this?" I let out a low laugh. "I changed my mind. "I regret not taking the honors class. What's the point of teaching you? No matter how much effort I put in, you're still dead weight. You don't even come close to those top students. "So I killed them. I killed Ms. Martin's prized students and ruined everything she built." I glanced at them. "As for you… You're not even worth the trouble." I was shoved into the car before I could say more.

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.