Professor Stein From Soul Eater Novels & Stories

I looked to the side and I made eye contact with him, the devil himself— Professor Marison. He was staring, with a sly smirk on his lips as he twirled the drink in his cup. I swallowed and took in his attire. He was only in a dark red dress shirt, a few buttons undone. The little light made me see his skin, those hard pecs that I remembered touching. With his legs parted, sitting like a king, I felt a shiver run through my body with the power he had.

She turns her head a little more, but still not enough for me to see her properly when she says. “Lina” I smile to myself, and Hunter is going nuts inside my head and keep telling me to make her look at us, only by seeing her eyes I will know for sure that she is my mate. The professor enters the room, and everyone goes quiet. The professor is one of the werewolves working at the school and she bows her head to me when she sees me, I nod my head back to her and smile.

Leo is downstairs and dressed in his usual leather jacket style, you would think twenty two years old man won’t want anything to do with his fifteen year old self, but he is the Same, just in a harder and taller body. My professor is sitting alone, nursing an Americano. He looks calm and composed, like we didn’t just have a leg shaking make out session on the stairs. Just seeing him got me excited. My body remembering how his hands kneaded my ass with perfection. I shivered again. This time with want. I wonder if I will ever stop wanting him. “I’m ready.” “Finally.” Cecilia groans. I keep my eyes on my professor who sat so still you’d think he was a statue.

Aayush. Chris Chen and Ho Tai Yuan are both 22, and Aayush is 23. While I was absorbed with their pictures, the Colonel made a quick introduction that caught me off guard. “Gentlemen, Dr. Anthony Jin, the legendary Supernatural Professor. The man who we all hope can help to find the boys.” There was a round of lame applause, which gave me insight into how seriously they took me. I nodded and cleared my throat before speaking. “Thank you, Colonel. I am no Supernatural Professor, just a humble servant at your service.”

The new professor sought her attention. She switched her eyes to him. "Huh?" "Just focus on your exam." He voiced kindness, which sowed a little suspicion in her mind. Despite that, she nodded and brought her attention together on the exam, inciting, "Don't let that distract you, Abby." Steven came and had his breakfast silently, unlike earlier. "Why did you fire that professor, and why did you go there all of a sudden?" Levi interrogated while he was charging his body and cooling his tension just by having tasty food.

“Lora is an aspiring conductor, and Anya is a promising composer with a good ear. I hope you remember them.” Strangely, the professor’s gaze lingers on mine for longer than a second. No, it’s already been over five seconds and counting. They’re assessing me, and I can’t seem to take my eyes away from them too. Goosebumps parade all over my body. Wait a second. I know that voice! I’m good at remembering voices. “Believe me. I definitely will, Kristoff,” Professor Sebastian states, now unsmiling. “Because I ran into Ms. Scott earlier on the porch, and she doesn’t seem to recognize me without the mask.”

Earl and the rest also trembled at the sight of the man. The man in front of them was not a stranger. He was Professor Shunks who teaches Sibyl Studies at the students of Red Realm, and he was also responsible for their grades in the test. Not only that, Professor Shunks was also a teacher of the Magus Division, and he happened to be Ederson’s teacher. “Why… why are you here?” Ederson looked at Professor Shunks with a guilty conscience, and he subconsciously wanted to cover the void on his chest.

"W-Why?" I stuttered. I have swallowed the rice even though I haven't chewed it much yet. I think I'm gonna get choked. She smirked. "He's our professor in Algebra.” I was dumbfounded. He really is a professor. I couldn't understand why I felt nervous and scared. Did I really think he would go to school to study again? Fuck, I just want to transfer to another school. My gut is telling me that I should stay away from Rajiv. I feel like something bad is going to happen whenever we bump into each other.

She can not afford to lose. She reaches her assigned classroom and sits herself down, their adviser entering shortly after. "Alright, when your name is called say present. And if I'll have to repeat your name, consider yourself absent." Mr Stevenson, Steven for short, was everyone's favorite teacher. Strict in the classroom, but an entirely different person during break time. He strives to keep his professionalism inside the classroom, but outside of it, he's an acting counsellor, psychologist and father to 3/4 of the campus. Give it a few more months and he's gonna cost the school shrink their job.

Every student, every instructor, every silent weapon in the Outer racks watched, fascinated, caught in the gravity of a moment none of them had a name for. It was Professor Wicklan who broke first. He cleared his throat — a small, human sound, absurdly loud in the aftermath of the silence — and stepped forward with the careful posture of a man choosing his words with great precision. "Student Auriel." His eyes stayed fixed on the blade in her hand. "This isn't an ordinary weapon contract... It's a Perfect Soul Resonance." Another teacher asks, "Are you sure it's perfect soul reasonance?" Professor Wickham nods.