Erased Teacher Novels & Stories

answered Naya, who was only answered by her friends nodding. "Oh, isn't that Mr Arka?!" Dahya exclaimed seeing the man who looked like her former teacher with a woman. Mr. Arka is already a former teacher because he resigned from being a teacher 1 month ago. Exactly the day after his meeting with Naya, after that he immediately disappeared without a word. "That's true, Mr. Arka! But who is that woman?" "Ekhem, sorry, I want to go to the toilet for a moment," said Naya.

There is a dead mouse stuck in the air conditioning unit during summer, filling the classroom with a foul odor. Henry Hudson, my homeroom teacher, instantly blames it on me, saying I don't shower. He mocks me for reeking of pigs and polluting the air in the classroom since Mom and Dad raise pigs for a living. He even insists that Mom and Dad sell our pigs to buy new air conditioners for the classroom. I flush with shame as I repeatedly insist that I shower every single day, but my classmates still mock me and call me "Stinker Tucker". I am forced to transfer to another school after enduring the endless insults and hostile glares from countless people. Years later, I head a major biophar

He glanced at me then at Jenna and then frowned. "What's wrong with you two? You two are fighting?" "No." We answered together and looked at each other "Okay, whatever ... I have to meet Mrs. Stuart in her office now. Damn it." Jenna rolled her blue eyes, "What are you doing, Eric?" Mrs.Stuart is our counseling teacher. She works with problem' students. And Eric is one of hervfavorite students, of course because he often visits Mrs. Stuart. "A few days ago she caught me smoking a bit in the back shed ... "

It had been fifteen years since they graduated, yet there were still teachers who remembered him. Terry nodded, "Yes, you are... Teacher Gao?" "Yes, I was Teacher Gao, teaching you math in the second and third year of junior high!" As Mr. Gao spoke, he looked at Jessica again and said, "Is this your girlfriend? She's really beautiful. Hey, why does your girlfriend look familiar to me? You are... Jessica?" Jessica was taken aback when she realized that she and Terry had the same math teacher. "It's me, Mr. Gao."

Ghost stories from a forgotten age. But recently... Too many pieces were fitting together. Too many signs. Jeremy saw the realization in my eyes. His smile returned. "There it is." "You've lost your mind." I said, trying to gather the strength to speak loud. "Have I?" Jeremy walked around until he stood directly in front of me again. "The Erased never vanished." He said. His voice dropped. "They simply learned patience." The corruption inside me recoiled. For the first time, even the darkness in me and around seemed afraid.

"You better." She grinned and walked away and I watched her go. Then I pushed open the door. The classroom looked different. The old teacher had been a man named Mr. Henderson. He smelled like coffee and talked in a monotone and never looked anyone in the eye. His posters had been faded maps of countries that did not exist anymore. And his desk had been cluttered with papers he never graded. But all of that was gone.

Am I really that annoyed with him? "Guys, please compress here to the table so that you can see the procedure more effectively." In addition to being cruel, he is also curious. Are you currently enrolled as a student?! This is very noticeable! “Hi. My name is Era Ponciano, and I'd like to introduce myself. I am in my first year of college, in the second semester, and my former professor is Ma'am Sher, who is away, for now. She is currently in the adapted community. She approached me about teaching you the procedure because she doesn't have any other professors nearby who are not teaching classes at the same time. And I'm a complete moron for agreeing to it, hahaha!"

The night was quiet, and even though they spoke in low whispers, every word reached my ears clearly. Sometimes I forgot how sharp my hearing had become since I turned. But tonight, that ability might just help me uncover the truth. “Weird… how long are we going to keep tolerating this?” one of them said, his voice shaking slightly. “It’s getting too much. I think I’m going to resign.” My eyebrows furrowed. Resign? The other teacher sighed. “Remember, you signed a contract. You’re not allowed to speak or leave until the year expires.”

"Every Friday, a woman would sit in the corner of the room. She never spoke to me—she just watched. Week after week." "Then one day... we talked." I shook my head slowly. "I didn't know her name. Never did. I just called her Teacher. For three years, she taught me many things—not just hacking techniques, but also how to think." My gaze fell to the table. "After that... she disappeared. Without a trace." Ethan leaned forward. "Did she... ever contact you again after that?" I shook my head slowly. "Never." "Then we just need to find your teacher—and you can figure out who sent the photos and hacked the data at the same time," said Brielle.

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