Assassination Classroom Watch Novels & Stories

Within minutes, everyone was gathered inside the security room, the monitor was switched on, the footage began playing, nobody spoke, the room felt tense, the teachers watched nervously, Lena stood beside me. The headmaster focused on the screen, I crossed my arms and waited. The recording showed the classroom during lunch break, students moving around, children talking, normal school activities, the Lexa left her seat. A few seconds later, Willy appeared, the room became completely silent, nobody moved, nobody blinked, we watched Willy look around carefully, we watched him reach into his pocket. Then we watched him place the missing pen directly inside Lexa’s bag, the footage left absol

“He suddenly wants to meet with all the skilled assassins of the Nameless.” I frown. “Which means whoever he wants us to kill this time is a big shot.” “Exactly,” she explains. She stops at the entrance to Hades’ chambers, giving me a tight smile. “Well, good luck,” she waves. I nod. Hades sits on his chair, looking all high and mighty with that snarl on his face. He locks eyes with me the second I walk in—and so do the other assassins. Realizing I got here late, I lower my head, feeling everyone’s gaze on me.

He didn't give him a chance to respond before firing his gun at the center of his head in one smooth shot. Blood leaked from the hole on his head onto the shiny black tiles of Darius’ office. The instructions were not needed before the men took him away and the cleaning crew dashed in to take care of the mess. “Ah Alina! Come, come forward.” Darius waved for her to move closer to him seated behind the dark brown and white mahogany desk.

Then the body on the floor moved. Not standing. Not fighting. Just enough to turn its head toward the camera. And the assassin smiled. Blood ran from the corner of his mouth. “You’re too late,” he whispered. My stomach dropped. On the screen behind him— The safe room door lock blinked red. Once. Twice. A sharp alarm suddenly echoed through the room. Red lights flashed across the walls. “What is that?” I asked. Alessio’s expression turned deadly serious. Then his eyes moved slowly to the ceiling.

The fame you once gained will eventually devour you completely! "You coward!" Hannah was so furious that she was heaving. Anathea quickly tried to calm her down. "Calm down. Leave this to me." Hannah's eyes stung. With Anathea's words of comfort, she sighed and nodded. Anathea turned to Emily. "Since the kids are giving conflicting accounts, and you didn't see the truth, then we'll need more evidence. Bring up the surveillance footage in the classroom." Emily twisted her fingers nervously. "Um, as luck would have it, the classroom is due for a new set of cameras, so the old ones were taken down this morning."

Reality seemed to snap back into place. Professor Voss suddenly became aware of the room around him. Of dozens of eyes watching his every reaction. His expression tightened immediately. He released my wrist so quickly it felt as if he'd touched fire. His gaze swept across the classroom. Too many witnesses. Way too many. His jaw clenched. "Class dismissed." Nobody moved. Nobody even blinked. Because that wasn't normal. Professor Voss had never dismissed a class early in his life. One of the assistants looked just as shocked as everyone else.

I could not help but shake my head at his actions. He was behaving like a manic right now and I could not help but laugh. Suddenly the caption on the screen television changed and I couldn't help but shiver slightly when I read it. "The assassin strikes again leaving one of the executives Simon Carols dead and some other casualties." I could not help but shiver slightly after reading the caption as I watched the TV. Suddenly the scene that was shown next was two assassins in masks flashing by.

I was drawn in by that rich, whiskey-rough timbre like a moth to a flame. I paused an arm’s length away before bending slightly to get a better view of his laptop screen. With a few deft keystrokes, Jason pulled up a video feed. It was a security camera footage from the classroom, by the looks of it. I watched, transfixed and more than a little mortified, as the scene unfolded. There was the wretched teacher, sneering and leering at a student I didn’t recognize. And there…was me, a whirlwind of fury as I stormed in and unleashed my rage.

I muttered I pulled the trigger to his forehead, and he laid dead Carefully I walked back into the janitor's closet, To ensure this guy was the only hitman around, once I confirmed there wasn't, also hoping there wasn't another person hiding elsewhere I walked up to Roseline and said “So you're in?” “Yes?” I sighed “Clean this up” With that, I shoved the gun in her pocket and walked out of the gym; I had noticed video cameras earlier, I needed to delete the footage immediately. On reaching the security room, a few people were there, but no one was watching the TV's, in fact they were walking around. I was glad about the nonchalance of the school, I snuck into the place and searched the f

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.