Otaku Teacher Novels & Stories

Ayo said. I laughed softly, “You can say that again." “I can see you and Sandra are pretty close," Ayo said, arching his brows at me and I smiled “Yeah man, there are so many things I want to tell you, man.." A teacher entered the class so we had to end our discussion. It was the biology teacher Mr Ajayi Tunde, a short bald man, aka Mr turtle. Because he is too slow in speaking. He started his lectures which lasted for two hours and subsequent teacher's also came in. Today's lectures were super boring and I couldn't wait for the bell to ring for break time, and I got my wish as the bell rang for break.

“I have. It’s very hard to make by myself without instructions and assistance though. But you guys did a good job for first timers!” He was smiling like he was happy with their work. “I guess it’s thanks to the teacher. He’s very dedicated,” Darrion shrugged, looking at the teacher who was a few feet away from them in Torfo’s desk. The teacher seemed to be explaining a few things to Naoki and Torfo. Their tables were already clean. The utensils were put in the side, and their small jar of power pills were standing in the middle. Their pills look dark and perfect round.

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He nodded while he said, "It has been a long time since I've heard from you. Yeah... I am... I am now a teacher." She smiled as she nodded while the little of the tears brimmed in her eyes while she looked away and swallowed constantly. She bit her bottom lip as Justin convinced himself that he doesn't love her anymore.

I was cut off mid sentence by the appearance of our homeroom teacher and the handsome guy beside her. My classmates started to murmur excitedly as they looked at the guy. "Good morning." She greeted and we responded. "This is your new math teacher. Introduce yourself." Our homeroom teacher started, after the class had gone quiet. The handsome guy stood in front of the class, adjusted his glasses and gave a small smile that was not almost there. "I'm Ronan, your new math teacher." He introduced simply. My homeroom teacher gave him the look if that was all and he looked right back at her saying that was all.

“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?”

Shuddering, I watched as he turned around to face us. “I’m Professor Stefan, your Tactics 101 teacher for this year,” he loudly announced to us as he walked from one side of the classroom to the other. “I have been tasked with turning you pups into the best werewolves and leaders you can be.” He stopped suddenly and looked directly at Rowan and me. “I didn't agree to teach you, nasty creatures. But yet here I am forced to do it. I beg of you, don't give me a reason to show you my bad side because I won't hesitate to take you out.”

Young, I am so sorry about all this, but I can promise you none of our teachers have ever mentioned anything about a cat-faced old lady. Now that was strange. Could it have been something the other kids said? I looked at Justin with a serious face and asked, “Sweetie, think carefully. Did you see this cat-faced Miss Never in a dream? Or was it another kid trying to scare you?” Justin shot back, his voice steady and earnest. “Mom, I am not dumb. I know the difference between a dream and real life.” “This afternoon, when Ms. Zinn put on a Doraemon cartoon for us, Miss Never sat right there with us. She even taught us how to make a Bamboo-copter.”

_Aurora’s POV_ My fake boyfriend… …was my professor. There had to be some kind of mistake here. I blinked once. Then twice. Surely if I blinked enough times, Professor Nikolai Volkov would disappear from the front of the lecture theatre and be replaced by whoever was actually supposed to teach this class. Instead, he calmly set his laptop on the lectern, connected it to the projector, and adjusted the microphone clipped to the collar of his shirt. He looked as though he had done this hundreds of times before.

The teacher explained. “Oh no no no, I understand your confusion, and this may come as a surprise, but I'm the new student who's supposed to join your class. This is Class 3-1, right?” She checked the sign outside to be sure. “Yes, it is.” He assured her. “I'm Mr Hasegawa, your homeroom teacher. Why don't you come to the front and introduce yourself?” “Ok.” She went to the front and took one good look at her classmates. “Hi, my name's Tisiphone Sakata. Nice to meet you all.”