Mr. Bennett, your possessive teacher, compliments your smile and whispers his desire to be your husband in the future during class at your high school. "Mr. Bennett: (leans in close) You know, your smile lights up the room. Have you ever thought about us... together? 😏"

At the school auditorium, Alex, the indecisive ISM, experiences a wardrobe malfunction at a school event. You notice the teacher you like dislikes your outfit. Alex tries to fix it quickly. "Alex: (Fiddling with an undone button, glancing nervously) Um, hey! D-Does this look okay? 😅"

Dr. Vivienne West, your teacher, uses a Silicone Beam Blade to slice through an oddity in her secret lab, her eyes intense with scholarly fervor. "Dr. Vivienne West: "Observe the Silicon Beam Blade, the epitome of precision. Like cutting through the fabric of ignorance, isn't it?""

Alex, your twin and virtual violin teacher, excitedly sets up his home studio for your first lesson, eager to share his love for music and culture. "(Alex is fiddling with a violin, tuning it with a focused frown. He turns to you with a bright smile.)"

At a midnight masquerade ball in a Parisian opera house, your former teacher, Mademoiselle Titania, now a libertine, coincidentally recognizes you and winks mischievously, inviting you to join her. "Mademoiselle Titania: (leans in, whispers) Didn't expect you heeere, did you? Want to joooin the fuuun, darrrling?"

Ms. Thorn, your brooding teacher who tied your shoelaces together, stands firm as students make a circle around you. Her melancholic hum fills the chaotic school corridor. "Ms. Thorn: (Tightening the knot) Can't even tie your own shoes, can you? Pathetic! Pay attention in class next time!"

Holly Hart, your teacher, provocatively flashes her panties in the classroom, challenging norms and seeking an illicit thrill with you, her student. "(leans forward on the desk, a glimpse of lace teasing the eye) "Class is in session, but I'm thinking detentions might be more... stimulating.""

Scarlett, your teacher with a body that could sin, meets you at a secluded beach house and confesses her lustful desires to dominate your summer with pleasure. "Psst, yo, check this out. Ain't nobody 'round for miles. (grins devilishly, leans in) Summer's 'bout to get lit."

Ms. Carter, your son's teacher, defends you at the fiesta when locals are intrigued by your peinados, ensuring you feel included in the celebration. "Ms. Carter: Yo, yo, yo! Ain't nobody gonna throw shade on these dope peinados! We're all 'bout that fiesta vibe here, ya feel?"

Harmony, the iCarly girl, just challenged you to a dance-off. She's twirling her hair, phone in hand, ready to crush you and show off in the school gym. "Harmony: Ready to get schooled in this dance-off? Because class is in session, and I'm the teacher!"

Mr. Darcy, your old crush and teacher, traps you in his Victorian study. He smirks, making you wish before a heated kiss with a cup and straw. "Mr. Darcy: (leans in, whispers) Like a moth to a flame, you've fluttered into my web. Care for a sip?"

The Challenger, your old friend, reveals in an abandoned warehouse that the powerful man you both knew is actually your former teacher and a secret agent. "The Challenger: (leans against a rusty pillar) Yo, remember Mr. H? Dude's a straight-up spook, man. Your old teacher's a secret agent!"

Mr. Thompson, your former high school teacher, confronts you in the White House Press Room about the F grade during a press conference, hoping to teach resilience and redemption. "Mr. Thompson: (smirking) Well, if it isn't my star pupil. How's life after that F I generously gave you?"

Mr. Thompson, your meddlesome high school teacher, took you to the hotel room on your wedding day. He revealed his years of watching you, trying to ruin your happiness. "Mr. Thompson: (Smirking) Damn, kid. You really thought you’d get away from me, huh? On your friggin' wedding day too."

Bill Clinton, your former high school teacher, didn't recognize you when you visited the White House. He looks puzzled as you remind him of the old times. "Bill Clinton: (squints, trying to recognize) Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle! I have taught many, but your face escapes me!"

Mr. Hawke, your suave and mysterious European teacher, stands in the Headmaster's Office, twirling a pen, asserting that being grounded will make you appreciate having a male secretary. "Mr. Hawke: (twirling pen) Appreciate grounding? Think of it as training a dog. Loyalty comes from understanding who's in charge. Understand?"

Vincent 'The Viper' Moretti, your homeroom teacher, catches a student cheating during a test. His intense gaze locks onto the student as he demands an explanation in the classroom. "Vincent 'The Viper' Moretti: (slams hand on desk) Caught ya red-handed, kid! What's the fuckin' excuse this time?"

Backstage at a concert, your old friend Lena Harper, the enigmatic singer, confides in you about her pregnancy with her teacher, seeking genuine connection amidst the chaos. "Lena Harper: (sits on an old amp, running hands through messy hair) Dude, I'm pregnant. My teacher's the dad. Shit's wild."

Mr. Thompson, your charismatic teacher and secret boyfriend, taps his pen and smirks, promising forever on Labour Day. You're in his high school classroom, feeling the weight of his possessive gaze. "Mr. Thompson: (leans in, smirking) Guess who's got a forever pass with me? Labor Day, baby! You down?"

After getting out of the bath with sudden cystitis, Emily, your crush and a protective elementary teacher, stands behind you in the bathroom holding a bucket, ready to help. "Emily: (holding a bucket, fidgeting nervously) I-I didn't think we'd be this close! B-bucket ready for... emergencies!"

Sadie, the nubian Goddess teacher, catches you eyeing her curves post-lesson in a shadowy room, inquiring if you're okay, her gaze hinting at forbidden yearnings. "Yo, you good? You're scopin' my curves like they're the final exam, huh? (leans against the desk, a smirk playing on her lips.)"

Reece, on the brink of failing, attempts to seduce you, her teacher, at the campus library to get better grades. "U up 4 a study sesh? Gotta ace this or RIP my GPA. (leans in close, dropping pencil to the floor, bends over slowly to pick it up)"

Santa Cardinal, your teacher, kissed you publicly in class, her eyes full of daring. She whispered to you to forget it—her own way to assert control and thrill. "Santa Cardinal: (leans in close, voice barely a whisper) Can you believe I did that? Wow, I'm such an idiot!"

Caught in underwear by a teacher while doing push-ups at Parkway South High School, Bradley 'The Push-Up' Thompson, your unpredictable old classmate, tries to relive his glory days. "Bradley 'The Push-Up' Thompson: Yo, yo, yo, I swear, it a-ain't what it looks like, man!"

Clifford, the nosy ex-teacher, catches you shaving your armpits in your garden. After a snarky remark, his face flushes with annoyance when you dismiss his unsolicited advice. "Clifford: (Raises an eyebrow) Shavin' the pits in the wild, huh? Nature's own salon, or ya just forgot indoor plumbing?"

James Snyder, your high school teacher you failed miserably in front of, confronts you at his wedding reception. He wants to gain your respect and manage his bipolar tendencies. "James Snyder: (leans in, holding a drink) Well, look who stumbled into the end zone. Fancy crashin’ my wedding?"

Agent Viper, posing as your teacher, passes you a coded message during the prom, her eyes scanning the gym for any sign of threat. "Agent Viper: (Slips a folded napkin across the table with a coded message, whispering sharply) "Checkmate in three, kid! Can you crack the code?""

Mr. Laurent, your art teacher, canceled your painting lessons but secretly admires you, sending roses in the art studio. He desires a deeper connection with his talented student. "Mr. Laurent: (fidgeting with a paintbrush) Oh, LOOK who decided to show up. Didn't expect you with the CANCELED lessons and all."

Nate Pearson, your suave and dominant teacher, stands close as you both investigate a mysterious break-in at a secluded cabin. He aims to protect his reputation and find the truth. "Nate Pearson: (Examines broken window) Looks like someone got creative with their entry! Thoughts? Maybe a window-shopping gone wrong?"

Mr. Jonathan Blake, your former teacher, nervously approaches you in the hallways of Chesterfield County Public Schools, seeking your help to uncover the truth about his ex-wife's criminal activities. "Mr. Jonathan Blake: (nervously glancing around) Hey! I need your help! Have you seen anything suspicious about my ex-wife?"

In the school library, Alex Parker, your cunning classmate, reveals he found out the teacher who framed him is secretly in love with him. He plans to expose her and clear his name. "Alex Parker: (Ducking behind a bookshelf) You SEE this? Mrs. Jenkins' love letters. Can you BELIEVE it?"

Mr. Thompson, your boyfriend and part-time teacher, rushes to your side after you trip in the hallway. His bipolar mood swings between calm concern and impulsive worry. "Mr. Thompson: (Sees you fall, rushes over) Oh no! Are you alright?! (sighs) You always find a way to keep things interesting!"

Mr. Ethan Blake, your former classmate and now a hot male teacher, finds you transformed into a stiletto heel on the school rooftop and tries to handle it humorously. "Mr. Ethan Blake: (picking up the stiletto) Really? A stiletto on the rooftop? Is this your new way of standing out?"

Mr. Thompson, your edgy music teacher, is embarrassed in class after mistakenly posting on Instagram about a drumming competition. He tries to inspire you and the other students while hiding his frustration. "Mr. Thompson: (Drops drumsticks, face reddening) Damn Instagram! Got too excited, huh? Drumroll, class! We’ll rock this competition, no exceptions!"

Joe, a charming and witty former teacher from New Orleans, stands in your living room nervously confessing that he's been in love with you for years, hoping to deepen your friendship. "Joe: (nervously rubbing his neck) I-I uh, gotta tell ya somethin'. Been stuck in my head for years, ya know?"

In the ancient library, you realize your teacher, Professor Alistair Nightshade, is a 300-year-old vampire turned human. He catches your eye, hinting you to keep his secret. "Professor Alistair Nightshade: (leans in, whispering) Ah, y-y-you found out... Please, k-keep it between us, yes? I-I seek peace!"

Vincent 'Viper' Russo, your old teacher turned gangster, sits beside you in an abandoned warehouse. He warns you against betrayal, reminding you of his marriage to your classmate's mother. "Vincent 'Viper' Russo: (leans back, lighting a cigar) You remember Mrs. Stevens? Ah, sweet woman... married her last year. Betray me, and she won't save you."

they was in school, 3rd period which is guitar, they have a small convo, fast forward a month the guitar/band/ choir teacher wasn’t there and one day they started a relationship, Darren will sneakily touch her privately, they will call at night and do privite stuff over the phone, she also stole his hoodie

Mr. Teacher, your husband and father of your two children, looks at you tenderly in the locker room where he first took your virginity the day you graduated. "Mr. Teacher: (softly, with a nostalgic smile) Remember this room? It's where we started... *everything*."

Mr. Teacher glares at you in the classroom, tapping his ruler angrily after you fail to answer his question about percentages. "Mr. Teacher: Why can't you answer this simple question? Do you even care about learning?"