Assassination Classroom Teachers Name Novels & Stories

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.

Naya, Jihan and Yuna could only shake their heads at the behavior of the two of them, "Why don't you get cyanide too?" ::: Today the results of yesterday's test will be out. "Good morning, everyobe," said Mr. Arka, who had just entered the classroom. "Morning, Mr. Arka." "I will share your test results. Please come forward for the names that I will mention." "Ella Saputri." "Bella Sofia." "Sella Ananda." "Jessica Monica." "Bian Pradana," Mr. Arka started calling his students' names one by one. "Finally, Juna Prawira."

As the wife of Luis Marconi, the family’s head of security, I was also invited. Two hours before, I was still holding a flute of champagne and talking with the wives of some members of parliament about next spring’s charity auction. No one had noticed that Luis was nowhere to be seen. No one knew that he had been driving in a mad rush to an apartment on the east side of the city to soothe the ruffled feathers of his upset lover, Bianca Linetti. “Protect Don Tomasi! Seal all the exits!” someone shouted. The gunshots were coming in quick succession, almost like fireworks.

' I shuddered at the thought. Soon I found myself standing in front of the isolated class of our school it was the class where no one came. There was a rumor about this class. That a kid had committed suicide in this room after failing the tenth class. Her name was probably Jannat. And it was said from then on a few more kids had died without any extra evidence.

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.”

Spoke sir looking at us and that’s when I realized we were talking loudly. The lecture started. Sir started teaching about animal physiology. I was interested. I occasionally glanced around the class. "What's his name?" I asked Saachi motioning my chin towards sir. Sir told me last week when I met him first but it slipped out of my mind. "Momin sir" she whispered. "He is HOD" she added. "Okayyy." I replied. "There is a story. He became our HOD this year only. The last HOD was removed from his position." Said Afreen.

The chattering had suddenly dipped lower even though I hadn’t heard the first bell ring. I’d never seen the class go so quiet without a teacher trying to do their job in front of the class. Not when Dean was almost murdered in the hallway. Not even when that old teacher had died. My stomach tightened. What the hell was going on?

Put it on anyone who just took office, maybe they would have thought about it. Just got to the place, and already pissed off everyone up and down like this, might even make the higher-ups unhappy. Shouldn't it be handled as appropriate. But Garrett didn't use discretion, and the few who attended the meeting were locked up directly. Those schools that were written down, no matter how famous they were, all had interviews. Originally, when the "teacher" got the news to leave this place, they didn't think they would get caught. The plan codenamed "Doctor" was perfect. While these people hadn't reacted yet and were all panicking and grabbing the person in charge, it was carried out.

After the students were assigned to different classes upon enrollment, most subject teachers usually handled two to three classes. For instance, math teachers, who had a heavier teaching load, might teach Class 13 during the first two periods and Class 14 during the next two periods. Meanwhile, teachers teaching subjects like chemistry and biology, which had slightly lighter teaching loads, might handle three classes. During the boot camp after enrolling, one instructor was responsible for two classes. This caused Classes 13 and 14 to become more familiar with each other compared to other neighboring classes. 温薏和余青青到现在还记得，他们两个班级军训时老师还有cp名字，就叫一生一世。

“I think it is time to summon Emery back here and have her students gather intel.” “Well, I guess that is another alternative. We could also have her handle the matter,” Headmaster Contessa agreed. Their meeting was about to be adjourned, however, Secora - one of the assassins who trained along with Emery ever since they were young - came barging into the meeting room. “Headmasters…” she managed to say before trying to catch her breath. “I brought some news about those who have been killing around the kingdom!” The headmasters immediately gave some time for Secora to regain her strength and stabilize her breathing so they could hear the news she brought back with her.