Oregairu Teacher Novels & Stories

Bright blue eyes and a wide smile. Akira Sanders. I shook my head instantly. I don't know why I thought that but she can definitely not be Ms. OG. She's a goodie two-shoes and a teacher's pet. Everyone's always singing hymns about her in the staff room. I haven't personally met her yet but my eyes seem to be obsessed about her. Wonder who she is? I've never been this obssessed about the women I've dated before but Akira seems different.

--- Breakfast Routine The teachers entered last, their commanding presence silencing the chatter in the room. Unlike the students, they wore robes adorned with silver and gold patterns, their designs hinting at their roles. There was Professor Lysander, the stoic combat instructor, whose piercing gaze could freeze a student in their tracks. Next to him stood Mistress Elira, the enchanting but stern teacher of magical history, her aura exuding wisdom. The headmistress, a tall woman with silvery hair and a mirror-like staff, stood at the head of the hall. Headmistress Aeliana was a figure of both reverence and fear, her mere presence enough to command respect.

Kahit si Kaiden na palaging naka-ngiti at carefree ang aura ay mukha ngayong maamong tupa. His eyes where innocently looking at Teacher Fernando na parang isang masunorin na bata but his ears keep twitching. He stopped going back and fort at biglang tumayo ng matuwid. “Now! I am your history teacher, Fernando Agares. You can’t slack off during my class or else I’m gonna kick your stupid asses! Understand you maggots!” sigaw nito sa aming mukha. “Yes sir…” malamyang sagot ng iba.

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Grumpy: Not even pages 75 to 105? -Norali: Not that I can remember. -Mr. Grumpy: You have bad memory. And bad eyes, apparently. I try not to turn around and scowl at my teacher. -Norali: No, I have a bad teacher. -Mr. Grumpy: I'll show you a bad teacher. Shit. I take a sip of my coffee, still staring down at my lap. A lump forms in my throat. -Mr. Grumpy: Don't forget my book on Monday. And do your homework.

Both Matthew and Rose were astonished by this scene and almost stopped breathing. “Hello there.” A soft female voice came from behind them. They all turned around to meet who the voice belonged to. “Are you perhaps new here? I’ve never seen you before.” The woman glanced between Matthew and Rose. “Eh ah no, we’re not new, nor are we old. We just came to register here.” Matthew was being straightforward. “Ah~ new students, you made the right choice to be here. My name is Riea by the way. I am a teacher in this academy. I specialise in Divine and Arcane Magic. ” The woman bowed slightly whilst introducing herself.

But had the gods been listening to my thoughts, possibly laughing at how silly i was to have imagined this class ending just like that. Well on this faithful day, after the teacher had finished explaining the key importances of respecting each other even sexually, students making remarks and others giggling to themselves, a student...one student, raised his hand to ask a particularly familiar question... "Miss OG.." Owen began, before tilting his glasses and pushing them up to the length of his sight... Everyone's attention turned to him, as miss OG put down the pile of books she'd gathered ready to take her leave, and smiled at Owen...