Mha Classroom Novels & Stories

There were five classes: finance, accounting, marketing, English, and physical education (Shift and combat). Everything was fine except for the last class because I didn’t have a wolf, so I couldn’t shift and fight. However, I breathed a sigh of relief because there were only two classes each day, and this class was on Monday. This meant I had four days to think about it. Alpha Marcus completed the remaining formalities and said. “Let’s go,” I followed him into the college campus. The college was enormous, with various departments. He headed towards the business department, which alone was larger than my entire high school.

I was a little nervous. "Well, we can figure that out later." Alara interrupts the silence and I throw her a grateful look. "Time for class." I mutter, as Emma wraps her arm in mine. Room 312. That's where we'll have our class. One would think it consists of chairs and tables and a board or a projector. However, it is a vast empty room with chairs tucked into a corner. That is it. "Good morning everyone. Take your seats so we can proceed with your second class." A woman announces, her body posture as rigid as a stick.

she thundered "Yes ma'am," the class responded gloomily "Now that that's out of the way, I'll be taking you Theories of Media and International Relations, that's MIR 107. This is just an introductory class so I don't expect too many questions," she said as she put on her glasses and began the class. Throughout the duration of the class, the only voice that could be heard was that of the professor. The entire class was so silent and the atmosphere was very uncomfortable. You could hear the sigh of relief that escaped everyone's mouths when the bell that signalled the end of the class went off.

Kendall clicked her tongue softly, clearly disappointed the show had ended while Quincy sat near the window, calm and silent, like none of this had anything to do with her. I struggled, pulling myself up from the ground and sat down back on my seat. Professor Hale turned to the board and began writing. “Welcome to Advanced Human and Wolf Anatomy. If you are here to play status games, leave now. If you are here to become doctors, then pay attention.” The room stayed silent. For the first time since I entered, I felt something close to peace. No one dared to make a sound. I opened my notebook and forced myself to focus. The class started.

Victoria The grand oak-paneled classroom of Madam Hannah's Luna Academy gleamed with early afternoon sunlight. The seven of us sat in a perfect semicircle facing our formidable instructor, whose ramrod-straight posture hadn't wavered once in the past hour. I'd positioned myself strategically away from Lilith's trio, who kept exchanging whispers and pointed glances in my direction.

Keira POV I walked into a large, rectangular hall like a ladder classroom with a high ceiling and rows of seats that are arranged in a tiered, stadium-style configuration. The seats are arranged in a semi-circular pattern around a podium. And the huge floor-to-ceiling windows allow for plenty of natural light to flood the space, which was my favorite. There was a raised platform at the front of the room, equipped with a sound system, ensuring that the speaker's voice can be heard clearly throughout the room. And even a large projector screen can be lowered from the ceiling for multimedia presentations.

"Hello, Dr. Yang. I was calling to get an update on Chang Minsu." Meanwhile, Hae Mina raced through the hall to the nearest bathroom. Several other students gave her strange glances, but she did not notice as her focus lay elsewhere. Once changed, she stuffed her "boy" clothes in the bag, then hurried to her class. She hesitated in front of the door, knowing she was ten minutes late, but knowing being late was better than skipping, she slid the door open. All eyes jumped to her. "I'm sorry, I'm late," she gave a respectful bow to the professor. Then rose. She noticed that her class was filled with both men and women. So it's co-educational. I don't remember Nathan telling me that.

i assure her. We were almost done with our food when another batch of trainees that i immediately recognize as the ones on Level 14 and 15 arrived. They also lined up for their food. I finished my food and returned the tray with Ana. We go our separate ways because we have different schedules today. I arrived early in the classroom. Just like any other classrooms here, the walls are painted white with only silver table and chairs for the students, a large screen for the projector used in teaching and a brown table for the instructor.

Mia finally reached the lecture hall—an expansive, modern room built for postgraduate programs. Rows of sleek desks curved gently along ascending platforms, each with built-in monitors and adjustable seats. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed one side of the hall, letting in the pale London sunlight. At the front stood a wide digital screen and a polished wooden podium.

“12 PM sharp.” ≈≈≈ Harold was beginning to get a hang of how the class buildings were arranged or rather, he was creating a pattern with which he could remember the locations of the classrooms and the potential lectures that could be held in them. Citadels A to H were located in the ‘Generals’ Building and only regular lectures were allowed in there—for everyone regardless of their specie, and the subjects ranged from Mathematics to Geography, Physics, Chemistry, Philosophy and the rest.