Lucah Cikgu Novels & Stories

Luca headed quickly out the door, and I had to grab my bag and run after him hurriedly. “Where are we going, Professor?” I asked as I finally caught up with him. “To the fields outside, they are the safest location when trying to unearth someone’s divine gift.” “Have you always been able to find your students’ gifts?” I asked, feeling nervous. What if I was found unworthy to attend the academy? What if the Heavenly Light hadn’t come from me but someone else from the club. “Yes.” Professor Luka replied, stopping directly in front of the green fields, “This part of the class may be a little invasive. For me to mimic your powers, we will both need to undress and hold hands.”

Lucas watched the door slowly closed by the wind. Lucas gazed at Coach Clive. He hasn't spoken any words after his lecturing. How good he was as a Coach? Will he be helpful for Lucas with powering him up for the Overall Skill Selection? He was a meticulous coach with a sharp mouth. If he kept insulting Lucas until the course of their training, it will be a pain. Given the note that he was once a judge at the Godly Potential he commenced, Coach Clive sure has a knack for memorizing all of his moves and attacks from that battle.

" Hello everyone! I am Klaus, your chemistry teacher for the time being. These are the new students we are welcoming this semester. Say hi everyone?" Crabs, it's the guy we saw outside, handsome face, Cerccc!!!! What are you saying? You have lost it, girl, over some guy you don't even know yet. GATHER YOURSELF UP. Don't look at him. Do you mean to stare like a crazy woman? That's it I'm not looking anymore. You wish. " This handsome young boy is. LIAM MERIC. He is one of my best friend's sons so keep him company. I am sure you girls won't mind that." the teacher said.

This is annoying. “A human? Are you sure about this Master EL? Humans have brought us trouble in the past.” Lucah said. And this is an example of their discrimination towards us, humans. Tss. What a load of conceited beasts! They only show interest towards humans if they need our help. Most of the time, they treat us like garbage. Sorry Lucah, your handsomeness meant nothing to me. I hate arrogant and boastful creatures. Tsk. As if they don’t have a weakness!

“We see the way Professor Diego looks at you in class. Like he wants to eat you alive. It’s obvious he has a thing for you.” My stomach dropped. “Eww,” I said too quickly, too loudly. “How can you even say that? He’s our lecturer. And he’s… older. There’s like a ten-year gap between us. That’s gross and totally inappropriate. He’s probably just… intense about teaching. That’s all.” I kept rambling, words tumbling out like I could talk my way out of the heat crawling up my neck. Three pairs of eyes staring at me. Tasha tilted her head. “How do you know so much about our professor, Soph?”

asks Machiv, and I see Lu smile at Hala, both of them laughing at the visible hunger Machiv has for knowledge, not that it's bad, just something we all adore about him. "I'm very well acquainted with Verse Theorem, and a specialist on the topic. I also understand some amount of integral magic." "Can you explain the schools of magic to me? I have a hard time understanding it," says Lu with some desperation. I smile as I recall earlier that both Hala and Machiv tried to explain the concept, but Lu had some trouble. He doesn't have class with Mrs. Loop, but with a different Majestic Theory teacher, and I guess that one isn't the same as Mrs. Loop.

“About?” “About this.” Luca gestured between the four of us. “Whatever this is.” My pulse kicked up. “I don’t know what you mean.” “Come on.” Luca stepped closer. “You’re not stupid. We’re not stupid. There’s something here.” “You’re my students.” “The course is over,” Greer said. “Technically, we’re not your students anymore.” “You’re still on my roster for private lessons.” “So we’ll cancel them,” Kit said quietly. “If that’s what you want.”

“Yeah, what's your problem?” “I'll show you problem,” Lyra replied, tightening her fist. I held her back and the door opened. Everyone became silent and ran to their seats. I heard the footsteps and got out my book from my bag but when I looked up, my mouth parted in shock. It was Luca. He stood behind the teacher's drawer and placed a bunch of books on the table. Then he spoke calmly. “Good morning, class. My name is Luca Callaghan and I’ll be teaching history today.”

All I wanted to know was how to shoot a gun. It felt as if Kuca was toying with me right now and I stared at him, waiting for him to say something else. Luca turned. Picked up a wooden staff from the crate beside him. “You want to learn? You start from nothing. That includes comfort.” I hesitated for one second. His eyes were pinned on me as he waited for what I would do, it seemed as if he was ready to turn around and walk away. Then I kicked off my boots.