Assassination Classroom Wallpapers Novels & Stories

CAMILA By the time the first bell rang, I already understood one thing clearly. Lunaris Academy was beautiful—but it was not kind. The classroom was carved from pale stone and dark wood, sunlight filtering through tall arched windows etched with ancient runes. Desks were arranged in tiers, each seat engraved with symbols tied to a student’s race. Wolves sat together, radiating confidence. Fairies hovered near perches built into the walls. Witches clustered with stacks of spellbooks. Vampires lingered at the back, half in shadow.

His face was really red and it looks like he's gonna pass out from laughing. We took the elevator to the last floor where the private classroom is. On getting there, Adam opened the door for me to get in. The classroom was very beautiful with just 4 tables & chairs. The classroom was just like an office and the tables were arranged in a semi circle facing the board. A shelf was beside the board and it consists of books. The projector was above us. The tables have our names on them. The names were written on a glass board just like you would see in an office of an influential person. I walked to my table and noticed I was sitting between Anthony and Aiden. Adam's table was beside Aiden's. I w

The doors were labeled “Printing room.” “We have students who operate the machines in there,” Annabel Reed said. “Jake is one of them and he also happens to be our chief cartoonist.” I nodded. We continued through the passage and came to a door on which was written “Conference room”. Annabel pushed the glass door open and stepped inside with Jake and me at her heels. The room was painted white and cream with a touch of beige. It was huge. The floor was tiled with beige, and there was a huge black glass table with black high-backed metal chairs with cushions on the seats, there was a huge screen behind the glass table and a projector which seemed highly unnecessary since this was just a schoo

The assassin trainees are practicing shooting, most of them are very good in hitting the target's head but little Mayari is having a hard time. She couldn't shoot properly and always miss, the very loud noises of guns being fired is making her head ache painfully and her shaking body couldn't cooperate with her as the memory of her mother being shot dead repeatedly flashed to her mind, scaring her every second she heard a gunshot. She slowly placed her trembling finger in the trigger attempting to hit the target again, regardless of how terrified she is because the punishment she will recieve later will be more painful and dreadful.

The floor is covered in brown tiles, empty vending machines sit against the far wall, and a row of benches line the walls, giving people a place to sit while Aaron makes whatever announcement he has planned. The main entrance to the school is made entirely of bullet-proof glass doors. There are three high doors side by side, with long metal bars anchored to the fronts. A shirtless Wilkinson is bent over in front of the door, and as the three of us move closer, I notice that he's hunched over because he's handcuffed to the metal bar. Aaron is standing beside him with an unmistakable object in his hands: a whip.

El stifled a groan and turned to Lucas, who looked utterly mortified. "Right, back to class, folks!" The Principle shuffled his chair back as he stood, vaguely gesturing with one arm. They filed out of the office into the main hallway, where the magnolia paint was peeling off the walls in places, revealing a pale green underneath. "Psychiatric green", El had once told her, thought to be a calming colour. Lucas took off down the hall, slamming a locker door as he went. "Well, that's just great," El grumbled.

The walls are color white and the floor tiles are color brown. There are glass windows on either side of the wall and there is four centralized aircon at the back that is why the temperature inside our classroom right now is so good because the temperature outside is hot. There is also a large blackboard with a flat-screen television on top of it in front and this room even has a two doors, one in front and one at the back that I think is the entrance and exit. I just stopped looking around in our classroom when I just quickly inhaled a fragrant and a very familiar masculine scent from my left side that is why I suddenly looked over there, and from there I quickly saw Sir Franco walk by my s

Because instead of coming out like I wanted to, it came out pretty bad. My eyes secretly traveled around the classroom and thought that it was perfectly derived from the classrooms in Korean dramas, where the neat cream color, painted the walls brightly but pleasing to the eye. There were tiny book shelves at the corner of the room, right at the back where the lockers was placed. A friendly classroom that makes every students feel comfortable when studying makes me realized that it's really a classroom that I would often seen before as I watched Korean dramas at home. All in all, the room has a youthful ambiance and looks simple for a prestigious school like El Grandeur High.

Stepping on the gas, we zoomed out of the school parking lot, leaving a frightening roar behind. I massaged my forehead as I groaned, "Well, couldn’t you have said that like a normal person? I am already dealing with a venomous headache." "Venomous?" she asked, amusement evident in her tone. She kept her eyes on the road, and I could not help but think back to the time some assassins tried taking her out as she drove. This woman could kill three men in thirty seconds with one hand while the other drove. And if bullets weren’t fired, there wouldn’t be a scratch on the car.

“Come, he says as he starts walking down the sterile corridors. We walk up the stairs, and he opens a door where there are four men putting pictures on the walls. I look around in shock as I see pictures of all of us but mostly Theo’s. “What is this?” I ask, and Killian looks at me as he crosses his arms in front of his chest. I can tell he is disturbed. He doesn’t like what he is looking at. “I don’t know, but Theo seems to know”, he says as he walks towards one of the walls that are covered in pictures. He finds a picture of Ashley, and he rips it off the wall. He holds it in his hand as he looks at it with hatred, leaving his body.