Creepy Teacher 소설 & 이야기

"Twenty years ago, there was a female teacher who was in a relationship with her student. After she was discovered by the school, the male students, in order to gain a good future, refused to admit it. Instead, it was the teacher who seduced him. In that time of simplicity, the female teacher could not bear the eyes of the crowd and hanged herself in her office on a dark, windy night, dressed in red. It was said that if a person who was hanged at 12 o'clock happened to be wearing red, then he would become a malicious spirit. After this teacher had died, she had turned into an evil spirit that harassed that male classmate every night. In the end, that male classmate, due to a mental illness,

“Next time you show up for my class, make sure to be on time. She turns, rotating gracefully as if standing on a turntable. Standing in impossibly tall spiked heels, her leather and tweed pantsuit strains to cover her full, curvy figure. A bit of red peeks out of her collar in the form of a large bow, matching the color of her full, red lips. When our eyes meet, my pens clatter onto the floor, rolling away from me as my jaw drops open. Those gray-green eyes. I’d know those eyes anywhere, they've been haunting my dreams for the last three weeks. “You!” My mystery seductress, the one who took my virginity, is my professor.

There are posters advertising clubs and events, and I can't help but wonder what all of them entail. We make our way to my first class, and I'm reassured to see that it's a standard humanities class — History, English, and Philosophy. I take a deep breath and enter the room, trying to appear calm and collected. The teacher, a tall, regal-looking werewolf, greets us and introduces himself as Mr. Howl. He motions for us to take a seat, and I settle into a desk next to Lily. The rest of the class is a mix of supernatural beings, and I can feel my anxiety levels rising as I try to mask my nervousness.

Hey, wake up! Her colleague knocked on her head from behind. "You're just a working kid. Don't learn from others and fall in love early! He's a math teacher of L! Stop thinking about it! He comes every week. There are many girls who want to chase him, but none of them succeeded. He's already frozen to death." "A middle school math teacher? Wow, so cool." Xia Gladyce rubbed her head, rolled her eyes, and raised the corner of her mouth.

Many students look at us like children, which we are used to. "It's unfortunate that August and Prof. Randall will meet him right away." Lucas's tone seemed to sympathize with the deceased. Well, I can't blame him because Prof. is a terror teacher. Randall, but also very good at teaching. All the knights are afraid of that, but only Cayden is not afraid of that, because if Prof. is terror. It's a horror that Cayden is so cold and rude that the woman with diarrhea and dysmenorrhea is even worse.

She had to admit—this time, things had spiraled completely out of control. “I think I’ve seen that teacher from Adams University before. She’s really pretty, but who knew she was so vicious?” “She actually encouraged a student to commit suicide? Is this a counseling office or a suicide hotline?” “Why isn’t anyone calling the police? Are they just going to let her get away with this?” “You guys don’t know, do you? That teacher is James Chancer’s ex-wife and Zachary Reynolds’s rumored lover. Do I even need to explain what that means?”

He smirked and stared at me. I did not know what to do. I should sit dowinon a chair at a desk. But stupid me staring at a gorgeous man in front of me. Well , infront of the teacher’s desk. I am supposed to be the Hot Teacher all the girls are going nuts about, I can see why I am looking down with a blush on my cheeks. He can probably see it. What am I kidding his freaking beautiful! I closed my eyes because I am so embarrassed thinking about my hot teacher- I mean, teacher. So, I told myself, stop it, Cherry his to old for you. Well, technically his not. But he is still your teacher. That's a no-no. Having a crush on your teachers. “Well, hello, Miss? He said.” Why are you late in my class

Teacher's Sweet Virgin Bribe Kristen had a naughty new story percolating in her perverted mind she was eager to write. Ms. Salazar, a young teacher at Kristen's college, had an infamous crush on Mr. Stone. The older, married teacher was quite the hunk. More than a few girls had fantasies about the confident man. Ms. Salazar's was so obvious. As the home ec club's adviser, she was always sharing with him the sweets and treats she baked with her girls.

Dante has turned into the bad guy, in a way that reminds me of Spencer. "If you don't want the university to know you're the teacher's pet, then listen carefully. I want you to sleep with me. I want you to fuck me senseless. If you do that I will delete the photo. Don't do it, and Professor Oakley will get fired and you'll get kicked out." I try channeling my inner actress but she won't come. Instead she hides in the background and is too timid to surface. "Alright, I'll do it. Get a hotel room for this weekend, and I will do whatever you want."

"That means... The Carla we always noticed once in a while when we started schooling here is dead and Psycho Carla assumed her identity without raising suspicions?" My brows quirked when her question came to an end. "That's how it is. It is crazy right?" " What is wrong with our school? Do you think she is under a curse?" I scoffed. "I am serious. With Bryan being a murderer and Carla stealing people's identity and male teachers hitting on-" " Hitting on what?" I asked. " Nothing. That school is messed up and it needs prayers or exorcism. Either one is fine." " Don't be so extra. Drama always happens where teenagers are found."