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Thank you my dear reader for supporting my work. I am really grateful. I hope you loved my previous story so far. please let me know what you think about it in the comments section. I will like to start my next story here. If you really enjoyed the previous, then stay with me as i unveil a new steamy and thight tingling series. LET'S BEGIN... ************************ STORY TITLE: THE SCHOOLGIRL Intro: A teacher lusts after his 18 year old student.

Sam overheard when one of the teachers, a balding potbellied man, whispered in another teacher's ear: "I heard that the coffin is closed because she had a very nasty accident." "Is that right?" "Yes. The poor thing was wandering alone in the rain and couldn't swerve in time. The bastard driver didn't even render aid. It was instantaneous death." "She was such a good student..." The woman wipes her tears with a handkerchief before continuing, "She never gave me a hard time. She was well-behaved, hard-working. Maybe a little outcast and antisocial, but..." The girl falls back into tears. The teacher comforts her by patting her shoulder.

I felt so relieved that our teacher was not yet around when I got inside our classroom. "Good morning, Victory!" My classmates greeted me, and I know their greetings always boost my energy because it reminds me, I am the Queen of this campus because I am the daughter of Nicklaus and Zafirah Winner. I only smiled at them as I slowly walked towards my chair, and just in time, our teacher arrived, and I slumped my body on my chair, and I could tell I looked so haggard this morning. I snapped back to the present as I listened to our teacher continued to discuss our lesson, but I couldn't stop myself from thinking about the new guy as I realized he is the same guy I couldn't stop thinking about e

This was the first time I have experienced someone so cruel at such an important, crucial and critical position to society, and particularly for young and vulnerable kids. Till now, the image of all teachers of Adrin in my mind, has always been kind and compassionate. But this is different, completely different! And it suddenly strikes me that this might be the reason that he was not willing to go for the picnic on that weekend. But I sent him there… I still sent him to the place where he had clearly shown his disinterest in going… when his new teacher might have been the reason for this aversion! My world stops spinning for a moment, and I feel like the gravitational pull of Earth has decid

“The school really did their thing in admitting a lot more freaks and nerds this season, don't you guys think?” I unzipped my bag and brought out one of my many manhwa novels to pass my time on since it seemed like the teacher in charge of this class was running late. “Hey, freak. I'm talking to you.” Someone slammed her hands on my desk and I looked up to stare at her. High school is a bitch and the students in them? Even greater bitches. “Unfortunately, this is my first time here. So that means, I don't know the amount of freaks and nerds that was admitted last season but umm, good for them I guess.” I reiterated and went back to reading my manhwa when she snatched it from me.

“Usually, when I can’t sleep. I think I wanted to be a teacher. Or maybe a librarian. Something quiet. Something safe.” But the fact was, life wasn’t that simple. I was never going to be able to have a normal life as a teacher. Not with what I’d seen. Not with what I could do. Kids would start levitating their pencils or asking why their substitute smelled like iron and smoke, and next thing I knew, the whole school would be under lockdown—magical or otherwise. And libraries? Gods, I loved them. The stillness, the order. But even there, I’m sure something strange would happen.

But you said it's correct," I replied. Everyone was looking at me now. What's wrong with you, Willow? What did we say about not drawing attention? I looked at my tablet to avoid any stares. "Damn, girl," Jenny mumbled. The bell rang. I sighed. The teacher picked up his things and exited in shame, I guess? It was finally time for a break. Jenny stood next to me. "Are you coming?" She asked. I looked up at her. We walked out of the classroom together as they talked about a teacher who got arrested after getting caught sleeping with a student. People do that? That's so cringe.

Liam said, voice rumbling in my ear, the scent of fabric softener and fresh turned earth all around me, "we can handle it. Right?" I nodded, hugging him back. "We can," I said. Sighed. Relaxed. He was so right. Liam leaned away and smiled down at me. "Now hit me," he said. "What's going on?" My fingers clenched around his t-shirt as I bit my lower lip. "There's a new teacher here this year," I said, struggling with just dumping it on him or easing him into the news. Liam's brows came together, eyes flickering away from mine as his large body tensed. "Oh?"

“That bitch is nowhere around. Don’t you worry! And I can't smell her.” Shit. I shook my head. I was surely a fool and imagining things. Nicole hooked her hand in my elbow and took me back to the cafeteria. “Eat fast, Mrs. de Vries. We have a class to attend and I have heard that a new teacher has come for English.” “Is it?” I furrowed my brows. “Whatever happened to Mr. George?” “The new teacher is substituting for Mr. George. I heard that he is very handsome and girls are already swooning over him.”

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