Izuku Hates Teachers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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."

Damian turned back to Izzy, taking a couple more steps until he reached the top of the stairs, "Isabella, please, come inside! I didn't know you were my mate!" "That's not the fucking point! The point is that I loved you Damian! I loved you for you and all I wanted was for you to love me for me! Is that too much to fucking ask?! To love me without your stupid Moon Goddess telling you to?!" Izzy was now screaming at him, using her arms to emphasize her words while the rain washed away her tears. The wind howled as the rain came down in sheets, and the lightning continued to get closer .... way too close for comfort.

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.

Soon enough, their homeroom teacher entered. ******** A week later, Sasuke and Sakiko became close. Well their closeness heightened with each passing day. In the staff room, the teachers sits and discuss when someone entered. It was one of the teachers, a female, she gracefully walked and made her way to her desk and sat down on her seat. She wore a loosed button long sleeve white top, which was tucked in a tight dark brown skirt which reached her up to her knees, with a small slit at the back.

"You're too harsh, Iz," Fakhrul said in an admonished tone. He felt slight pity looking at the girl's disappointed expression every time Izzat brushed her aside. "You ignore Thalia in the class, refused to answer her inquiry and disappeared like a ninja as soon as the class ended." Both are on their way to the cafeteria for recess after spending three hours in a boring yet thrilling and restless class of the most fierce lecturer in Astana Bintang, Professor Amna Husna. "Why should I be the seeker of your ridiculous hide and seek with her?"

Shane grinned. "Lydia, see? I told you I'm popular. You'd better keep a close eye on me, or someone might actually steal me away. Then you'll regret it." He wasn't only incapable of reading the room, but he was also insufferably narcissistic. Faced with someone this shameless, I was truly at a loss for what to do. I picked up the plate of garlic butter shrimp and moved to dump it in the trash. "You two really are perfect for each other. You're both equally unreasonable and irrational. Since you don't know how to respect the work I put in, then don't bother eating it."

she waited for an explanation, sensing a fraud. " Zhenya, I am not perfect, and my past is very bad! But the time will come when I will tell you everything! I care about you, you make my heart feel like it's warming up after a severe winter. We can start over, and from now on, I won't be your teacher anymore!" I pull at her wrist to completely subdue her. "Monster. How could I fall in love with you? "she's crying and I whisper in her ear, trying to calm her down.

Jace, also wearing sunglasses, strides confidently beside my brother, ignoring the stares from everyone. “Fucking hell,” Hannah comments, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “They’re like gods around here.” I lean against a nearby tree. “Annoying gods,” I mutter, but I can’t tear my eyes away from Jace. He should have a cool soundtrack playing in the background as he walks like that. My heart flutters when I follow him, and I mentally shake my head at the terrifying realization I have. I’m in love with my teacher. Deeply. Way too deeply, and probably for far too long. Maybe even before he stepped foot in my house. I’m just like the other girls, hopelessly crushing on an older teacher.

She was now secretly admiring Arnold and subtly peeking at his side profile. " Are you listening to me or admiring my perfect face?" Arnold stopped his teachings and faced Lexa while smirking in a teasing manner. Lexa "....." Can he be more shameless?! The young girl rolled her eyes and scoffed. Though it was the truth, but she will never admit to it. " Perfect? I think you should get an eyedrop." Arnold didn't see that coming, and he squeezed his face. Rendered speechless, he battled for what to say.