Assassination Classroom Teachers Name Novels & Stories

The teacher who taught their class came, and didn't realize what had happened to Leah, Mia, and Grace. "Sorry, children, I was have been out for a while, the principal called all the teachers to the meeting room." The teacher was silent and watched every student in the class. "There is sad news, one of our friends, Evie Alinac Harvey, died when she was hit by a train a few hours ago." "Currently our friend's body has gone to the funeral home, and all teaching and learning activities were stopped because all teachers and the school principal will be there.”

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.

"We apologize for mistaking you as our enemy. Never did we expect a secret agent to be involved with this case, so we assumed you were an assassin meant to kill a target here at the school. You see, almost a month ago, we received an anonymous tip that there was going to be a terrorist attack that would happen in this area. Since it wasn't considered a reliable source, we did our own investigation—which, turns out, not true but not entirely false either. "Considering that there was only one explosion, we assumed it wasn't done by a terrorist but by a different party who wanted us to assume that it was a terrorist attack. An anonymous post was also posted on the school's group page that promp

I grumbled and crossed my arms at her. And then we were interrupted by a loud cough from up front. We turn our heads to an impatient teacher glaring at us. "This is pretty important news Alph-... I mean Rowan." He looks at me and then back to the whole class. Total seriousness invaded his wrinkly face. And that caught David and Martha's attention ultimately. He took a deep breath. "Randy Henchlor and Robert Frel, were murdered last night." The whole class gasps. Some even cried. Martha and I kept a straight face because we knew this first already.

She said. I blinked in shock. “But what about us? We want to learn!” I cried. She gave me a pitiful look. “Oh honey. They don't care. And the teachers? Did you see how afraid he was? It's either the teachers are scared or they're just as horrible as the students.” “Majority of the teachers are bottom Elites and those who try to stand up for the subs disappear.” Ridiculous. They killed the teachers too? Where did all these end?

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.

she says, "I've got every one of their sorry names. These criminals, horrible animals, stole the test answers from the teacher's office." She takes a breath, before spitting out whatever it is that the immediate crowd of students around her desire to hear. "Hala AlEla, Morgan Blane, Lu and Syl Manner, Ren Wenz, Hila Hunt-Liberson, Thames Mack, Ford Tully," she lists off, and I see out of the corner of my eye both Morgan and Hala shocked and angered by their named mentioned. "And finally," says Aya, her grin still plastered on her face, and she looks the most triumphant she's ever been.

We walked into the classroom, us being the latest ones to arrive and took the only seats available which were in the front of the class. “Welcome SECOND years!!” Mr Jackson announced with his arms up high. “I'm so proud of you guys, you did it!” He added. The whole classroom smiled at that, feeling excited for the new year. “I need some help carrying some stuff from the teacher's room. Kenna, Beatrice, please?” Mr Jackson asked and opened the door for us. The teachers' room was on the top floor in the other building, the school consisting of one main building and two smaller ones next to it.

"This is Lord Viaz and Lord Germis. They will be a temporary teacher for three months and will be teaching in combat to new students of the special classes. Please get along with them. Qiuwei, please show these two to the combat area later." "Okay." Qiuwei comes near and shakes hands with Vaans and Lexikan. "Qiuwei Gyzal. I am the homeroom teacher for Special Class A. It is a pleasure to meet you both." "Us too. I'm Germis Notho." "Viaz Eshen." Vaans and Lexikan both used their fake name to introduce themselves to the educators. "Alright. I'll be going now." Megfor left the hall and went back to his office.

"I can take the classes, but I doubt I have the skill to mark assignments." Oak looks relieved his friend swooped in to save him. "Okay, can anyone mark the assignments temporarily?" Sophia stands. "I'll mark them. I just don't think my workload would suit taking the classes." Bly has fewer classes to teach than most of us, as all of them are optional and not open to every year. The younger years don't take torture or anatomy, for example. However, there are a couple of staff members who have a lower workload than him, like Janice Irwin, who takes the Money Laundering and assassination class. She would have been an ideal math teacher, since she's already into math, anyway, but she's always b