Izuku Hates Teachers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You’re not a Luna, Takuri. You don’t get to pick both.” Izumi took a step forward. “Rin, let’s talk about this properly—” “I don’t want to talk,” Rin snarled. “I want to stop pretending like you two don’t disgust me.” And with that, he stormed out, ignoring the stunned faces of the other teammates. **** Meanwhile, back near Kujin Tai’s locker room, Midorin Haizen sat on a bench, tying the laces of his shoes slowly, methodically. His face was unreadable, green eyes distant.

Annie was still burning with rage when she stepped into the hallway. But her footsteps faltered when she saw Izzy standing at the entrance, arms crossed, a smug smile playing on her lips. “Enjoying your little tantrum?” Izzy asked, tilting her head. Annie didn’t stop. Didn’t slow. She walked right up to her, stopping just inches away. “It’s only a matter of time, Izzy. Karma’s coming for you.” Izzy let out a soft laugh. “Karma?” she echoed, amusement flickering in her eyes. “Darling, I don’t fear karma. I am the goddess’s favorite.”

I grumbled to myself, repulsed by the beast. Kazuo's laughter would come out of nowhere "Isn't it? Then I should've just killed him for you. Hahaha..." He was staring at me, but I shifted my gaze away from him. "Will you please cease yourself for saying such a thing?" I muttered. Returning to reality, my classmates are still here, gathering in front of me. "Mr. Ukeda, what a pity. Consider it, guys. Mr. Ukeda was sickened not only by her appearance but also by what she had done to him!"

English is my second Language so, if there's any grammar mistake please ignore it. Mizuki’s POV: When we reached the battle arena the other class was already there along with their teacher. Other class students were looking at us with hostility. “Why are they looking at us like that? Have we done anything wrong to them?” Sisi whispered in Yuki’s ear. “No, we haven’t done anything wrong to them. They are looking at us like that because we are the top class of this school and for some reason, they despise us for it”, Yuki whispered back in Sisi’s ear.

he tried to scare her. "Tell me I am not afraid of anyone, i love you and i want you that's it" she argued strongly "You have no fear at all. I'm your brother's friend" he said "I don't care" she replied "I am your teacher" he Frustrate "If you have problem from our teacher and student relationship then i will leave this school after that i will not be your student. " "Are you crazy?" His anger "Yes, behind you i am crazy" she Replied

One that was protective as hell and loved me like no other. A girl can dream. ___________________________ "Harder, Lisa, put all your weight into it. Otherwise it's a waste of energy to even try and punch." Izzy was nothing like Davis as a teacher. Where he gave words of encouragement, she gave 'don't give me that shit'. She demanded more, expected more and I wanted to prove to her that I had it. Her words were harsh, but never once did they hurt me. It was tough love, and apparently exactly what I needed.

Skylar glared at Sonnet’s silhouette harshly. She stomped her foot in rage. The next day, Sonnet’s one-month internship officially began. Sonnet was still looking after Izzy in Class 1 for three-year-olds. The teachers here were all extremely nice, especially the team leader, Miss Jean, whowas extremely friendly to her. Skylar was the only one Sonnet disliked. Skylar was just like a hedgehog that lashed out at others wherever she went. The teachers here did not like her much either.

This pit in my stomach told me something was wrong, and during my lunchbreak I decided to go to Izzy’s work. When I got there, Izzy wasn’t there. "Did you guys have a fight or something? Izzy seemed really sad the whole day, and then she left work early with some friends." Luke explained. Friends? Izzy didn’t have friends here. Or did she, and she never told me about them? "What did Izzy say?" I asked, not liking the sound of this. Luke shrugged, "she said thanks for giving me a job and sorry for leaving work so soon. And she said something weird about loving the Oreocake here? We don’t even sell that. You should just call her."

Lucas inquired, breaking the silence. "Yup, we're hitting the books tonight," Izzy declared, her tone laced with determination. "We're sophomore year students now, Lucas. Before we know it, we'll be juniors, and then it's senior year. Time flies, so we've got to study hard. My dad would have my head if I graduated with a 1.0 GPA." I couldn't help but snort at Izzy's exaggeration. "Izzy, you're light-years away from a 1.0, but yeah, we still need to hit the books."

Z all of sudden shows up and it distracts me. “Oh, Jesus! You scared me” I heavily sigh and up my ass from the bunk. “Yes… I will be in that class this week” I chuckle as I continuing. “And guess what, I’m the teacher!” I raise my brow and give her a smirk. “Whow…” Z whines softly, her brow raises as she continues. “I’m not into yoga, but… considering you’re the teacher” She whooshes her breath softly. “I think I’m gonna join the class” She ends with a few giggles on it.