Classroom 6 X Novels & Stories

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

Madelyn was in Class Six at Ventrocloud High School, which was on the sixth floor. Students had a special elevator to use. The classes started at nine in the morning. When Madelyn arrived at her classroom, she saw some familiar faces, but she didn't know most of her classmates. The bell rang, signaling the start of class. Hurrying, she found her seat from memory. As she was about to put down her backpack, she noticed some students looking at her and whispering.

The elemental classroom was unlike their previous classroom. It was so big, that they could fit a hundred tanks inside it. The elemental classroom was also separated into fourteen different rooms, each having the same equipment, and the interior was visible from outside. This was not the only block, in the same model this kind of rooms were created for each and every different class ,and the rooms for elite class was bigger than the other rooms and was unoccupied. The duo entered the classroom as many other students did the same.

The girls entered their classroom. There was a big metal door with a name board XI-BE1. She had never seen such a big section name. Stepping into her classroom, Rithanya was shocked to see that there were almost 60 students in the class. Twenty benches placed ten each in two columns. Some benches had five girls. Some had three girls and some four. She was fuddled. Seriously? So many people in one class? How will the last bencher hear what the teacher is teaching? How will the last benchers see what the teacher writes on the board?

When we entered this classroom Shin immediately locked the door and turned on the light. I looked around. There is no window on the side where the opposite is the hallway, the other side looks like it has a window but it is covered by a very thick curtain that the only light that serves is this light. The two doors at either end automatically need a key card. In the end, there is what looks like a mini-clinic, and there is also a locker there that I just saw, because most of all the classroom—no, all the lockers are there in the locker hallway. And the seats that are over twenty are one seat apart away from each chair and table. The size of this classroom is triple the size compared to the o

26. It was on the second floor on extreme corner of the left wing of the building of the college. It took me minutes to find it. It was the only class without room number board on it. I saw few girls giggling outside the class. One of them was standing by the door of the class so I rushed over to her and ask " is this Lr.26?" She was a plum girl with fair skin and long brown wavy hairs tied into a low pony tail. By her appearance she looked kind.

I pull out and remove the condom, discarding it in the garbage can, and pull on my pants as she fixes her skirt. “That was fun, we should do it again sometime,” she says, running a finger down my chest. “Unlikely.” I say. I don’t fuck girls more than once anymore. I open the door and walk out and see Six walking down the hallway towards the English Lit classroom. I see her eyes flicker to me and then to the girl behind me. She rolls her eyes and just keeps walking. I follow her and take my seat. “Supply closet. Classy," she says with a completely neutral tone.

Mr Klaus', the lecturer's, eyes land on me and I just want one wish — to shrink. "Mr. , please take your seat." He says, not minding my lateness. The class is full at the front, leaving just the back space, and I would not want that area, because it will hard to see the board. The classroom is built in an horizontal way such that the students' seat declines in nearness to the marker board. "Yes, sir." I whisper, having no other choice than to take one of the many back seats...at least, until I hear a soft whistling sound. It grabs my attention, making me look into the near distance, and see Dean, waving to guide my sight.

Red’s POV The following day. We had one of our major classes today, just a lecture before moving on to the lab activity. It was exhausting, but also challenging, especially with all the experiments we had to complete. Two groups were assigned to each long rectangular table, with the apparatus set in the middle for everyone to share. There were six tables in total, making twelve groups. Each group had five members, so there were sixty students in the room altogether. The lab was bustling with activity. The clinking of glassware echoed around, mixed with low murmurs of conversation. I was focused on my analysis when someone from across the table spoke.

But… maybe not completely heartless. Soon, she reached a large building with clear markings carved above each entrance: Class A Class B Class C Class D “Class A should be for newbies,” she muttered under her breath. Without thinking too much, she hurried inside. The moment she stepped in, the room went quiet. Sharp, assessing eyes snapped toward her. Her heart dropped. Standing inside were six students—all tall, broad, and powerful. Their auras pressed down heavily, making the air feel thick. Some were muscular giants, others lean but clearly dangerous.