Teacher X Student Novels & Stories

They reach the ninth grade A after almost ten minutes walking . " Mrs Moo ... this is student Andrew class . " She then knock the door slowly . " Teacher Xu .... Student Andrew , that is your class teacher , Teacher Xu. Teacher Xu , this is your new student Andrew Moo . " Teacher Gu explain to Mr Xu . " Okay.. student Andrew ... your table had been prepared at the back . All the tables Infront were full ." Teacher Xu arrogantly said . " Then , students .. please help students Andrew more in the future ." Teacher Gu smiles to the students who looks stern and gloomy .

She started acting all dramatic and we laughed. "Oh, shut up!" I punched her playfully and we headed to our second class today. Math. *** Math is boring. Math is like the worst subject ever. At least to me. I was looking around, our professor, Mrs Martin, a young woman in her late 30, very quiet and calm, was putting some math assignments on the board. Some students were whispering to each other, some of them was concentrating on their notebooks. One of them, me to be precise, was thinking about him.

I purposely call her like that so that we are more familiar so that there is no such thing as a barrier between teacher and student but more to partners. I like to be alone and prefer to be silent ever since I know my teacher. I immediately become chatty because I feel more comfortable, let alone teasing her. It has become my new hobby moment. Not impolite, but when teasing her out, her fierce face was hilarious. It felt like she wanted to be sacked and locked up in the room. Huh? I just found out that packaging is not just for small children. But, my beautiful Miss, so adorable. If l don't remember, she's my teacher, and I'll date her.

I smiled, hoping he wouldn't stab me with a knife. "Exactly... and I am your...?" "My... ugh... physics... teacher!" I exclaimed, smiling nervously. "Right... so, tell me Winslow... when a student, sees his... or her teacher walk into the class, what do they do?" He asked, venomously while walking from left to right. "They... ugh... stand up... and greet him!" I said, my lips tugging to form a timid smile. "That is correct... so, Miss Winslow..." He said and turned around sharply, to face me. "What did you do when your lecturer walked in?"

“Oh? Let me have a look… Oh my, I… Well, his response is certainly as perfect as always.” “Agreed. That aside, I wasn’t aware that Teacher hadn’t-” “Hey, that just shows how much he respects her. At the end of the day, isn’t that what makes and breaks relationships?” “I can now safely say that you’re just as exceptional as Teacher is, Mrs. Burton!” Confused by their comments, she was prompted to ask, “…Um… What are you talking about?” “Here, have a look,” replied one of the scientists as she handed her phone to Xavia…

the Teacher babbles on and so on, i did not listen any further as I was thinking of something else. Finally, the teacher finishes his blabbering as he introduces himself. "I am Jace Ray, your adviser. I will not be checking on you today as Teachers have meetings today's morning. You may do as you like, I'm off now. Goodbye class" after Teacher Jace said those words, the students did not stand up to greet him goodbye, I looked at Teacher Jace and saw him, shaking his head at me with a smile and gone outside. It seemed that he was used to it.

the Teacher babbles on and so on, i did not listen any further as I was thinking of something else. Finally, the teacher finishes his blabbering as he introduces himself. "I am Jace Ray, your adviser. I will not be checking on you today as Teachers have meetings today's morning. You may do as you like, I'm off now. Goodbye class" after Teacher Jace said those words, the students did not stand up to greet him goodbye, I looked at Teacher Jace and saw him, shaking his head at me with a smile and gone outside. It seemed that he was used to it.

The relationship between teachers and students in their era could even be described as a relationship between father and son. Mr. Lee nodded with a pleasant sigh as he looked at his students who were now with wrinkled faces and grayish hair. He had been a lecturer all his life, and he had students all over the country and even the world. He felt no regrets as he looked at his students. “Mr. Lee, give us another lecture!” Someone suggested with a sobbing voice. The rest of the group nodded simultaneously. Mr. Lee nodded, tears flooding his eyes. He sat behind the podium, his fingers stroking the rough surface, and he slowly said, “Good morning, class.”

“I don’t want us to get in trouble. We already discussed this, Cathy.” We did. But right here with his arms locked around my waist and head tucked on my shoulder as the clock counts away, I realise he is the one who would get into more trouble. Relationships between a teacher and his student is punishable by two to twenty years in prison. I don’t want him to go to jail.

“Or with anyone?” Quelling my wolf’s incessant voice, I shrugged my jacket on and grabbed my briefcase. “Well, either way… I hope you learned your lesson. Next time, be sure to date someone who isn’t one of the students in this class.” I paused, turning toward the door, and cast her one last glance over my shoulder. “Student-teacher relationships can end with a loss of one’s job if you’re not careful.” With that, I began heading toward the door. Audrey followed me, her high heels clicking on the tiles as we stepped into the hallway. I didn’t make it far before she was stepping in front of me and blocking my way.