Soul Eater Professor Stein 소설 & 이야기

It had the face of Professor Arinze, her mentor from the university—the one who vanished when the Great Freeze began. “Professor Arinze?” June’s voice was a whisper. The mouth smiled, too wide, all silver needle-teeth. “The Professor is a memory we ate, June. She was so clever. Taught us all about the human heart. Did you know? It only takes a little bit of pressure to stop it beating.” “You’re not real,” June spat, fisting the key until her knuckles ached. “‘Real’ is just a word,” said the Scavenger-Professor. “We’re offering you a deal. The Reaper wanted to harvest you. The Gardeners wanted to plant you. We—we want to upgrade you.”

Well, at least I couldn’t do that to allies. “It is time. Are you ready?” Professor Stern, the man who had posed this challenge to me, finally appeared before me. His face was still as expressionless as ever, but I could feel the turbulent energy of a powerhouse from his frame. This man could easily kill me a hundred times over, even with the benefits of Takeover and my other overpowered Glows. Crystal did say that she would be able to defeat him, but I didn’t fully believe her. I knew that most of her power was back, but she didn’t have the senses of a Scholar. This professor smelled more dangerous than Indra!

I should not think in that way. Soul eaters are men who were cursed by witches and have to eat the souls of humans to live their lives. After the soul eater devours a victim's soul, the victim disappears as dust. The soul eater can take the form of a dog or other animal in pursuit of his or her practice. . But who dared to inform the soul eater that there was a living person in my mansion? ‘Father!’ I saw Annie’s hair getting disappeared and at the end, nothing was there in my hand except the dust. I felt the world-shaking and rain started pouring hard on the earth, the fire and heat level increased in hell, not only this, the speed of wind shook heaven as well.

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.

I smiled blissfully at her. After some time, the bell rang and we rushed to the classroom. I found Professor Zain talking to one teacher in the corridors near our classroom. I couldn't stop myself from staring at him. He's so attractive and tall. The way his perfect lips are moving, I can't describe in words. My heartbeat quickened again all of sudden. What is happening to me? Am I losing my mind?

The halls are a bit quiet, with only two to three students pacing the corridors. "Four." Azalea peaked inside, noticing the semi-empty classroom. She's sure she counted about ten students. Her eyes then landed on her professor. He's dressed like any other male professor. Khaki pants, white button up, circular glasses, all the usual. Only thing that's different about him and the others is that he's got just a few strands of grey and he looks like the gym's best friend. He set the marker down and turned to the class. "So when you here about Alberto Dephonso you think-

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.”

I was in a cage with no key, and the man holding the bars was the only one who could keep my brother alive. "Problem, Miss St. Claire?" he asked, his voice smooth and dangerous. "No," I whispered, clutching the phone until my knuckles turned white. "No problem, Professor." "Good," he said, stepping into the light to adjust his cufflinks. "See you in class. Try to look like you haven't been banged into submission. It’s bad for my reputation."

Her dark long hair was tied to the back, showing off her features and her intimidating blue eyes. "I wasn't staring," I said . Lena raised a brow. "Sure. And I wasn't just watching Xavier practically destroy his opponent." At the mention of his name, my eyes shifted to the center of the field. The professor was sparring with another elite student, his movements were precise. He moved like a shadow, as he effortlessly dodged strikes before countering with speed. "Why do you students call him by his name?" I asked. "You mean Xavier?" "Yes.... he's your professor, I thought we should address him as such." I continued.

"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.