Lucah Cikgu Novels & Stories

The applause swelled again, and I found myself standing along with the other parents, clapping until my hands ached. As the cheering faded, Luca was given the chance to say a few words. He glanced out at the crowd, his eyes finding ours. “Um… I just want to say thank you to my teacher, and to my family,” he began, his voice clear and strong. “They taught me to be kind and to be brave, even when it’s hard. And to the kid I stood up for, you’re my friend now, and I’m glad we’re both okay.” The room went quiet for a heartbeat before breaking into loud, heartfelt applause.

He always had a way of making me feel better whenever I was anxious about it. He slapped me on the back, “Come on man. You can't be more anxious than me. We both know what I'm going to get" he grinned. I shook my head, Luca was smart but he didn't care much for books. He was a hunter by heart. He did pretty well in school but not exceptionally. Finally the time reached and we both went to our computers. We logged into the school portal and went for our final year results. I put in my code and waited for it to load. Luca's own did before mine, I knew through his scream of joy. “A fucking four point one CGPA" he said.

It is soon filled by the last person I thought would take this class. “Hello Maliyah, may I join your group.” We stare at Luca as I nod my head yes to him. ‘What is mr. Delicious doing in a class like this,’ mind links Oliver. I shrug my shoulders at him. Typically boys do not like to sign up for this class unless you are like Oliver. The teacher begins her lesson before any of us can ask why Luca signed up for this class. I take notes and listen but I can feel Luca staring at me. I look up from my notebook and find he is still staring.

“Well, looks like they do exist after all. You know, it’s not real until you see the proof.” “But you taught us that it’s lore,” Luca sat forward. “Don’t you think you should know your facts before proceeding with a lesson?” I frowned, wondering why he was suddenly picking on the teacher. At least, that’s how I saw it. “Mr. Greene, even teachers make mistakes sometimes. Hence why I’m presenting this lesson today, to show you the latest findings.” “So, they’ve been found?” Luca quirked a brow. “Yes, most of them,” Mr. Barnes sounded uncomfortable.

Teacher Lala is an expert historian of their tribe. Umakyat na naman ang dugo sa pisngi niya nang maalala niya ang step by step na gagawin. “Wag kang mag-alala, andun naman ang asawa mo, siya ang maggagabay sa iyo, “ sinabi ni teacher Lala na may nagtuturo din kay Limuel. “Paano po pag nagkamali kami?” tanong ni Tala. Natawa ang teacher si teacher Lala.

“Don’t give up on her. She’s healing slowly, but it’s happening.” Killian gave a small nod and left the room without saying more. Later, during my usual class, Luca came in with his usual soft grin and relaxed energy. He always made things feel easier. Safe. When he spoke, I understood. And when I tried to respond, he never rushed me. He was patient. “Today, we’ll go over simple words again,” Luca said, handing me small flashcards. “Then, maybe we'll try a short conversation?” I nodded. His excitement made me feel brave.

What I hadn't understood was that Luca had stopped simply imagining it. There were dates beside some of the programmes. Application windows. Scholarship deadlines. Required subjects. He had even written down the grades he would need and circled the areas where his current results might cause problems. Seeing that made me smile despite myself because one of those circles surrounded chemistry, a subject Luca had spent years insisting had been invented specifically to punish him. Underneath, he'd written the name of a tutoring centre and its opening hours. Luca Hayes, who once claimed revision was proof that teachers had failed to explain something properly the first time, had apparently resear

paano na lang kaya sa kanila? "Lahat tayo dito kakaiba.... tayo lang ang witches, sorcerer at iba pa ang ganito manamit. Kilos ang iba nakukuha natin sa ibang lahi, sa ibat ibang lahi ng witches at sorcerer tayo lang ang namuhay sa liwanag" ge keep saying. Nakikinig lang din ako. Pagkatapos niyang magklase nasa training ground kami nakikipag laban... may kalaban din ako pero kaklase ko lang din at syempre nanalo ako sa lahat si mr. Kwon lang ang aming professor buong araw. gabi na ng matapos kami at naka upo sa cafeteria kami nalang ang natitirang studyante buong kaklase namin pagod kahit silang ethan i look at him maraming alam sa buhay

Detached. And then he begins. I drop my eyes to my notebook. Mia mutters beside me, “How does he look that good this early?” “He’s the only lecturer the male students are crushing on,” Kiera says, leaning her chin on her palm. Mia chuckles. “I know, right? His body is worth dying for.” Lucien reaches the whiteboard and writes one word in big, deliberate strokes: POWER. He turns, marker still in hand. “Who has it. Who abuses it. Who loses it. That’s our theme today.”

her Papa reminded her. Jelca snorted because of what her Papa said. “Leave Our Majesty alone, Lio. One day she will be ready too. What is my use if I do not share my knowledge with her?” said Maestro Luxor. “Your name is Jelca, isn't it, Your Majesty?” asked the maestro staring at Jelca. Somehow, Jelca's nervousness has disappeared. She smiled at the maestro and she nodded. “Tomorrow, our formal teaching will begin,” informed the maestro.