Assassination Classroom Teacher Novels & Stories

We all knew he was dangerous. Mr. Caleb wore the Rochester teacher approved clothing which was a suit and tie. The female teachers had knee-length granny skirts or dresses. The colors weren’t black and white but they were always drab earth tones. Only Miss Bianchi, the Home-Ec teacher, bucked the system with some killer heels from time to time. Mr. Caleb did not buck the system. He was someone you did not mess with. Sometimes, with some people, it was unwritten and still everyone knew. I called it the killer vibe. The students dubbed Civics, Killer 101, years before I came to Rochester. From Maria’s inside info, I would find out over the next few months why Mr. Caleb taught this class. I was

One of the teachers was standing beside her, holding the prizes in a tray and another teacher took to the announcement of winners. The first name was called followed by a roaring sound of a bullet and there was pin drop silence the next moment. All the parents, children and the management assembled at the venue were spell-shocked. It appeared like the world came to halt except for the features of a man whose expressions changed from delight to sorrow. Sherlock. And then there was a loud squeal heard of the teacher who was holding the tray filled with prizes reaching the ground. The blood rushed out from the center of her forehead like a spring as she collapsed to the floor spot dead.

FML. “But how did you get caught, sis ? I can’t imagine anyone finding out what you did ?” he asked. He look so perplexed because except for the Stone family and a few trusted warriors of our pack, no one had been able to figure out the culprit of my high profile assassination assignments till date. Not to toot my horn but I was that good. “The new teacher threatened that he won’t overturn our punishment given by the previous teacher if the culprit did not step out and for the sake of the class, I confessed,” I replied to Kai’s question in a small voice and started sobbing again. I am so pathetic. Someone just kill me.

Mendoza, the Department Head of Mathematics. Her face was serious with no hint of humor. She went in front of the podium and addressed the class, “I have sad news. Mr. Ross, your teacher was found dead in his apartment last night. Investigations are ongoing as we speak but for now, you are dismissed. We will look for a substitute teacher for you next week.” Her voice cracking as she announced the news and her eyes were watery.

The Principal said. Everyone obeyed the principal so they went to their respective rooms. Not everyone had entered their room when someone suddenly shouted loudly. "Ahhhhhhh. !!" Students shouted in the other building where Shane's classroom was. When some teachers went, they saw three bodies of a student lying on the ground. A teacher approached the bodies and held them by the wrist. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry but the kids are dead." The teacher says sadly to look at the lifeless children. "My God, what kind of wonder is this happening and who did it?" Said the female teacher.

This creepy thought of him being an assassin snuck into my head, and I shuddered, putting back everything inside the drawer and closing it as I quickly backed away. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as my heart pounded hard and fast in my chest. I was breathing heavily, shaking my head, and trying to keep my composure. I could remember he talked about risk aside from him being my teacher. Was he insinuating…. No, it can’t be! I covered my mouth, my eyes welling up with tears as I looked around the room, wondering how possible it could be that Leo was an evil man that kills people. My mind flashed at that moment he almost killed Jaden and Alan. He beat them menacingly like he was trained f

She rose from her seat, her eyes scanning the room, causing the students gossiping about her to burst into a fresh round of mockery and laughter. “She’s on drugs,” one of the girls said. “Look at her. Absolutely off her face.” The library door burst open, and a teenage boy walked in with a gun. The blast as he pulled the trigger made her jump. The spray of blood from the teacher that he shot seemed to hang in the air, and the thud as the body hit the ground would haunt her darkest dreams for weeks.

Now if she finds out he dealt with the kids' teacher and shot their classmates' parents in the foot, damn. And the way the three of them sat silently was unnerving; there was no way they could have known what happened in there. "Mister," Milo's voice came up. "Hmmm," Derinem had his eyes out the window. "Did you shoot my teacher?" Derinem turned, looking into the rearview mirror, to find them staring back at him. Ok, maybe they did know what happened. "No, I didn't kill your teacher. Why do you think I'll kill your teacher?"

She smiled, 'Oh thank goodness you’re okay. I struggled to ask her, 'But what happened to Mr. Yamaguchi?' Her answer made me so happy that I forgot all about the pain in my stomach. She looked at me and frowned. 'You won’t be seeing that awful teacher again. He has been fired. Fancy bringing a dangerous weapon to school, and what was he teaching you? How to kill yourself? I hope he gets jail time for what he did to you!'

The principal fired at Bryan. "No, sir please. Please don't do this. I... I don't know how it happened I swear." Bryan begged. I felt a bit of satisfaction watching everything happen and listening to Bryan's begging fall on deaf ears. It was almost as if I was feeding on the negative energy and I loved it. Hahahaha. Students even gathered round the teacher and kept telling her sorry. How pathetic. Later on everything died down. I left the class and went to my locker. I couldn't help but feel someone's gaze on me and I widened my locker door hard.