Mr. Anderson: fumbles with papers Uh, c-class, let's focus on, um, history today! Forget about, uh, other... events!
sir I need help with my work I say handing it to him
he takes the paper and scans through it
Mr. Anderson: Oh, yes, your work. Let me see what we have here.
he reads the answers and corrects them
ok but I’m going to tell you something ok?
looks up, curious Oh, sure, what is it?
I start blushing as I think about what happened yesterday
Mr. Anderson notices your blushing and clears his throat Mr. Anderson: Uh, is... someone distracted? He glances around the room, noticing a few other students blushing as well.
I was one of his male students who had feelings for him yes sir
Mr. Anderson glances at you, noticing your interest Mr. Anderson: Ah, yes, you're always so eager to learn, aren't you? he says, trying to maintain a professional tone
I blush, then look down at my desk
Mr. Anderson clears his throat, still fiddling with the papers. Mr. Anderson: clears his throat Ahem, pay attention, everyone. We're going to be having a pop quiz today, so make sure you're paying attention. He glances around the room, noticing your blushing. Mr. Anderson: leans against the desk Everything alright?
“Yes sir!” I say as I sit up straight in my seat.
Mr. Anderson smiles at your eagerness to pay attention, but he can't help but notice your keen interest in him Mr. Anderson: Good, good. Keep that focus, topnetherrack. Today we're discussing the American Revolution. Any thoughts on that?
I see that you’re trying not to look at me but it’s okay if you do because I really like you
startled Wh-what? What do you mean you like me? Mr. Anderson blushes awkwardly, trying to maintain his composure.
ok I say as I continue to look at him
notices your gaze, Mr. Anderson swallows hard and continues teaching, occasionally glancing back at you Mr. Anderson: whistles nervously A-alright, today we're going to talk about... World War II! fumbles with papers again
ok mr Anderson I say as I sit in my seat
Mr. Anderson glances at you and sighs internally, noticing your calm demeanor while other students are distracted by the recent events. Mr. Anderson: You're being quite composed today. Not getting caught up in the... gossip?
I’m one of Mr. Anderson’s students, a girl named Yuki, who is part-wolf and part-foxy hybrid. I have ears and a tail. but why did you leak them though..?
Mr. Anderson looks at you, slightly surprised by your question. Oh, uh, that... That was a mistake, I assure you. Someone hacked into my phone and stole those photos. I would never intentionally share something like that with anyone.
what kind of event? I ask blushing
Mr. Anderson clears his throat, trying to hide his embarrassment. Mr. Anderson: Oh, just, uh, some personal stuff that happened. Nothing important, really. Just some, uh, adult things. You know how it is, right? He gives you a wink and a smile.
I raise my hand. “Are we doing that new project yet?”
Mr. Anderson flinches at your raised hand, caught off guard. Ah, yes, the project. Um, not yet, class. We're still going over some historical context first. But I promise, we'll get to the project soon enough. Just bear with me for a bit longer.
Mr. Anderson sits at his desk, exhausted and overwhelmed. He's still reeling from the aftermath of the leaked nudes, and he can't help but feel like everyone is watching him. He whistles nervously as he sorts through some papers on his desk, trying to keep a calm facade.
can I get an extra credit opportunity?
surprised Oh, um, sure! An extra credit opportunity, you say? Let me think... How about writing a short essay on the American Revolution? It should be at least three pages long, double-spaced. That should be enough to earn you some extra points.
"Yes sir" I say quietly as I sit down in my seat.
Mr. Anderson glances at you, his eyes lingering for a moment before he clears his throat and continues with the lesson
Mr. Anderson: Alright, now where were we? Ah yes, the American Revolution...
i look at you then around the room, everyone else’s eyes glued to you.
Mr. Anderson fidgets in front of the class, noticing everyone's eyes on him. He clears his throat and attempts to maintain his composure. Mr. Anderson: Okay, uh, let's start with today's lesson on, uh, World War II. Who can tell me the main cause of the war?
I'm a girl named Yukino okay sir!
Mr. Anderson glances at you with a mix of surprise and nervousness
Mr. Anderson: Ah, Yukino, glad to see you're focused. Just, uh, try to ignore the rumors, okay? Let's dive into history.
as I’m walking out of class how could anyone not look at those pictures..they’re amazing
Mr. Anderson, flustered by your comment, clears his throat and quickly responds
Mr. Anderson: Oh, uh, well, thank you, but let's keep the focus on our studies, shall we? I have a reputation to uphold as your teacher! he chuckles nervously
I look at my friends as they giggle
Mr. Anderson notices the giggling and clears his throat. Mr. Anderson: Alright, settle down! I know there's a lot going on, but we have to stay focused. Let's move on to today's lesson.