Assassination Classroom Teacher Novels & Stories

There is a dead mouse stuck in the air conditioning unit during summer, filling the classroom with a foul odor. Henry Hudson, my homeroom teacher, instantly blames it on me, saying I don't shower. He mocks me for reeking of pigs and polluting the air in the classroom since Mom and Dad raise pigs for a living. He even insists that Mom and Dad sell our pigs to buy new air conditioners for the classroom. I flush with shame as I repeatedly insist that I shower every single day, but my classmates still mock me and call me "Stinker Tucker". I am forced to transfer to another school after enduring the endless insults and hostile glares from countless people. Years later, I head a major biophar

If not, I could track it down easily. I walked down the hallway looking into classrooms as I passed, looking for the moron with the car. I smiled as a petite, heavy-set teacher about four feet tall passed, her heels echoing loudly down the now vacant hall. Thinking I was Mr. Hartrell, she smiled nervously, then hurried on. So, the animosity wasn't only reserved for the students.

As soon as the teacher announced the course assessment, she would begin her job as a recorder. The teacher had already packed his first class, and could not wait to say the previous two sentences, followed by applause. Of course, the famous brand teachers were eligible to laugh and talk. They didn't have to worry any students would choose their classes, but they had to worry that too many students would choose their class: a 300 seat classroom would be crowded the first two weeks of school. The hallways and even outside the classroom would be packed, and all of it was to see the famous teacher's style. This kind of teacher would "casually" say when the bell rang:

Let's get back to the story shall we. I arrived at my school around 10:AM, and the rain is still falling, no sight of Mr President in the duty post maybe I escaped him this time I thought. I quickly ran to my class. On arriving at my classroom... hold and behold MR President is the one taking us maths...... I am so dead!!! Mr President is the one taking us maths today. How did I forget that? I felt like slapping myself, why didn't I check my timetable. I thought I had escaped the devil but I didn't know I was walking to meet him

It was my first time crying in front of many people, I thought, I have to make it worthwhile. Weak-kneed, I wobbled to the direction of the teachers standing within a stone’s throw away from the transit van. When I came within their reach, I bluffed that I was fainting. I pushed myself to fall while at the same time making sure that Mr. Homer would catch me. He did. “Exposito! What happened?” he said the second he caught me in his arms. While I was being assisted by Mr. Homer and Mr. Tan to get up, I closed my eyes and massaged my temples. With breaths between each word, I replied, “Two new murders, Sir. Same fate as the principal.”

The school was in a state of frenzy. No one could concentrate because of the scandal. Everyone was talking about the video of that skank Jäger fucking Marin. The teacher had been called into the office first thing, and she hadn't come out. Speculation was running wild. Finally, school security walked her back to the classroom with a box. A short time later, they escorted her to the front door. She'd been dismissed.

Mr. Adkins leaves us in silence for about half an hour before announcing a short break to get another coffee. "If anyone enters this classroom who doesn’t belong here, you have my permission to fight them," he says sternly, walking out. "Even a teacher?!" Brent yells after him, laughing. No response. The door remains open. Lina and Charlotte immediately make their way over to us, eyes on me. Lina sits on the table between us, while Charlotte plops herself on my lap, wrapping her arms around me. "Did you say yes?" she whispers in my ear.

Someone finally spoke to her "Hello" she replied shortly " I never thought I'll be so happy to see you.. everyone thought you must have dropped out of college last semester after you failed about 3 courses" Kate said "Well I'm here now" At that moment, a lecturer walks into the classroom, usually the students won't give a damn to the lectures presence but this time everyone's eyes snapped at the gorgeous man in front of them. "Holy Shit!! Did a real life W*****d character just appear in front of me?" A person amongst the students yelled

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!"

“Show me everything. Nothing can be withheld.” The officer assigned to security handed me the keys, and the monitor flickered to life. The hallway appeared, captured in sharp detail. Immediately, I saw the twins entering the frame. Their hands were empty, their movements calm and natural. Inside the classroom, they took only silver-wrapped tissues, nothing more. From the corner of the frame, a teacher lingered near the door, scanning the hallway like she had an ulterior motive. Her presence was strange there, and shatever intent she had was not pure in any way. I studied her carefully as the footage played.