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--- Breakfast Routine The teachers entered last, their commanding presence silencing the chatter in the room. Unlike the students, they wore robes adorned with silver and gold patterns, their designs hinting at their roles. There was Professor Lysander, the stoic combat instructor, whose piercing gaze could freeze a student in their tracks. Next to him stood Mistress Elira, the enchanting but stern teacher of magical history, her aura exuding wisdom. The headmistress, a tall woman with silvery hair and a mirror-like staff, stood at the head of the hall. Headmistress Aeliana was a figure of both reverence and fear, her mere presence enough to command respect.

Vinorca Jona POV Everyone stood up in class, me and Amanda included. “Good morning, sir.” “Settle down, please.” Chairs scraped and murmurs faded as everyone sat. The teacher’s broad back filled the front of the room, shoulders squared, his hand moving across the board in clean, confident strokes. “I’m your new teacher, Masen Kato.” The sound of his name hit me like a jolt. Masen? My pulse stuttered. Is he the same man who helped me yesterday?

Now, I would wait for it to go ba boom! The teacher she had submitted her books to was Mr. Tesfaye. He was the strictest and oldest in the entire school. Rumor even had it that he had been teaching during the time of the dinosaurs and cavemen. The Terra’s and Penelope’s of the world had nothing on him. He could not be taken in by her false compliments and deceitful remarks.

Adrian chuckled and shook his head. Reina was about to continue her sentence when the bell, signaling the beginning of the first lesson, rang loudly throughout the classroom. Their teacher, Mr. Montgomery, entered—the one who taught them English Language and Literature. His long white hair fell gracefully over his shoulders. He wore a simple black robe, matching the style of the school uniform. His brown eyes gleamed mischievously as he looked over the students. He stepped onto the stage and spoke in a pleasant tone.

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class. Mr Richard’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms. Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest I could tell even without touching,his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “ Make Me Yours Tonight”

"What do I mean...ummm well. Forget it and just show me your notes. What did you want to cover today?" "I wanted to ask about the Japanese Samurai. I am curious to know more about Oda Nobunaga." Professor Oakley stumbles on his words, and looks at my eyes intently. After fifteen minutes he stops talking. "Professor Oakley. Is something wrong? I can leave if that would be easier for you. I know it's early and you don't have to tutor me anymore. I know it's a hardship." He raises his hands in the air and I don't see a wedding band. His desk also has no pictures on it indicating that he might not be involved with anyone. Perhaps he is single. Maybe it's not all in my head.

If he only doesn't recognize that I even exist then my game plan is perfect until I finish here. The teacher walks inside and my eyes just widened out from my sockets. I literally was shocked to see him. He stands before the entire class and he has gotten even manlier and really handsome. He was wearing a white polo that was tucked inside his black skinny jeans paired with his shiny black leather shoes. He looks at us and I'm sure he spotted me cos his eyebrows shoot up. "Good morning everyone." He says. He moved his eyes to me. "I'm Prof. Kingsgrove and I'm your subject teacher for this semester and it's a pleasure to see new faces."

Mika added. “You mentioned that when you arrived at the academy, there were two teacher’s with the principal,do you know their names or could you possibly describe them?” Andries took a long sip of water. “i cant realy recall them,but oh wait now I remember. The shorter,wrinklier one was Mr Koekemoer, the Mathematics teacher, the taller,massive shouldered one was Mr Gumede,the rugby coach.” “did they say anything?” Andries chuckled angrily.

“I don’t think so. There’s a man who helps in teaching the children though, he’s the teacher for the village’s kids.” “Mm… No. I mean, Master Teacher. It’s a higher position than an ordinary teacher.” Yuta said. Jai looked at him confusedly. He then turned to Darion. “What’s a Master Teacher exactly?” “It’s the title below Great Teacher. Do you remember our training in the mausoleum? Do you remember the teachers?” Darrion asked. “Like Teacher Sora and Teacher Rissiya?” Jai nodded. “I remember they are called Great Teachers.”