Novel & Cerita There's No Need To Call Me Sir Professor

I did not say anything about it, though, because I knew it would make him feel uncomfortable. "You asked for it," I told him after a while, a smile still on my face. "Besides, we're not in the workplace anymore, so I think it's alright for me not to call you 'sir.' Unless you don't like it. I can always go back to calling you 'sir.'" Shawn did not speak right away and just stared at me. It was after he cleared his throat a few moments after that that he finally said something. "You're right. We're not in the workplace anymore, so Shawn is fine."

“Anyway, I'm sure in due time, you'll get over this your sir attitude.” In due time, I hope you'll stop calling. This man gives me the creeps and the fact that he's my lecturer leaves me clueless on how to tell him off. “I called so you can save my number,” he says. “You'll save my number right?” “Y-yes, sir.” “Good. If you have any problem, I mean, any problem at all, you give me a call, okay?” “Yes, sir.” “Okay, ma,” he says, laughing to his own joke as I spare him a faint chuckle. “I have to go now. Talk to you later.”

“What are the things you need help with, sir?” “I've told you, Jewel. You don't need me to call me 'sir. Matt is okay.” He beamed, looking more and more like a predator who was trying to corner his prey. “You are my teacher. Calling you by your name is disrespectful.” I tightly held on to the straps of my backpack. “Not when I ask you to call me that.” He motioned to a chair opposite his. “Please have a seat. I need you to help me with grading.”

Han's voice "Where did you disappeare sir? Everyone where searching for you" "Sir?" I raised my brows not liking the way Mr.Han address me "How many times should I tell you not to address me as sir. Call me by my name Mr.Han. I'm way younger than and also....I don't want to build any formalities between us" I said handing him my coat "Sorry sir but...." I paused turning towards him "Call me that once more and see what I'm capable of doing" he gulped with a smile "George....Don't go anywhere without informing me please"

“Strange. She didn’t call out, and she never misses a day. This is worrisome. I really needed everyone to be here today.” “Does that mean we can postpone the exam?” one of the boys in the back called out. Some of the other students tittered in support. “No,” the professor scolded, waggling his finger. “But… She really should be here.” “I could look for her.” Callum, sitting near the window, suddenly stood. I tried not to look at him. Tried not to think about the concert, his body pressed over mine, his arms carrying me to safety, and of course the words he’d said afterwards.

He mocked and everyone laughed. "And you are here for your Edward..." I scowled, seriously? Is he have some issues? "No sir." I gritted. "Then introduce yourself properly... We are not in kindergarten that i have to tell you how to introduce yourself properly...." He yelled. I didn't tell my surname on purpose. I don't want to use that man's name anymore, anyway he is not my father. But this stupid professor won't understand. Looks like he enjoy humiliating people. 'use that name and see the magic'

And just like that, he’s going to turn my not-so-great life into worse. "Miss Bella," a voice called from across the room. I didn't even flinch, lost in my own world of thoughts. The voice called my name again, this time a little louder, but I remained oblivious, still wondering in the pool of my thoughts. Suddenly, my name was called out in a sharp, commanding tone. "Miss Bella!" I jolted out of my daydream, startled. "Yes ma'am," I replied to the professor, who looked visibly annoyed.

Something mundane like messing up his coffee can't possibly be enough to warrant such a huge reaction. My mind is swirling with possibilities when he adds, "One more thing. Don’t call me sir."

Janet cut in immediately before she could help herself. "Did you just cut me off, Miss Fisher?" "I don't know what to say, Professor Lance. I apologize." She answered immediately. Her loud mouth would put her in trouble one of these days. "Miss Fisher, here's how it's going to work, I'm not your Professor right now. From now on you're only to address me as Sir. Do you understand me?" "Yes Sir." "Good girl." He said. Janet immediately felt pleased that she had at least passed that level and made him impressed.

I snapped, my voice still hoarse from sleep. “Why can't I call you, huh?” He said with indifference as his voice was calm. I looked around to see if Mira was there—I checked the bathroom too, and when I was clear I replied to him. “I don't get you, Professor. What do you really want from me?” My voice was a little high, but I kept going. “You always leave me hanging, wanting you more, and you act like you don't know me during lectures, always ignoring me.” I said bluntly. “What do you take me for?”