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Yashi Sensei!
To the class of 1/ 4 ’05 and 2/ 4’07. We gained a bad reputation with our big mouths and our loud noise, and caused our teacher to walk out on us. All our evil is put to use here.Class 1-C is dedicated you all.
The classroom was large, four sides of the room painted in a cream color. The walls had a polished wooden border running through it, from the middle to the bottom. The front of the classroom had a raised platform where the teacher’s desk and a pine wood framed blackboard were located. The back was where the class bulletin board and storage cupboards were.
Wrought iron was bent to form the words ‘1-C’ and the handsome sign could be found outside the front door. A dog-eared note was hung below it, with expletives aimed at the general public written all over. The classroom could be entered by the front sliding door or the back door, though one should always be on the watch for ‘door opening’ pranks.
Unfortunately, Go was not lucky to avoid one of the pranks.
He had finally managed to clear the dust from his glasses, although his brand new shirt and pants were ruined, with spectacular splashes of chalky dust decorating his sleeves. He was trying to remove the dust from his hair when he realized something.
Why is it so quiet?
Shoving on his glasses, he looked at the many faces of Class 1-C. The entire class had fallen silent and most of them were staring at him, wearing shocked expressions. Hoshi’s head was still in her hands and Natsumi looked concerned. As for Hana, she was pressing the keys of a pocket calculator, frowning. Ayaka had not even looked up from her laptop and Nozomi was still staring out the window, oblivious to the world. They were ignoring him, but 24 pairs of eyes were still staring at the mousy haired boy.
Go gulped once, twice.
The stares were starting to overwhelm him and Go could feel his face flush with embarrassment and fear. He opened his mouth (filled with gritty dust) but nothing came out. The silence was deafening, and the hapless boy could already feel the hot tears threatening to spill out of his eyes.
Luckily, the Creature of the Light came to his rescue. Hiro stepped smartly over to Go’s side and tapped him lightly on the shoulder. Go jumped, and spun around to face the vice-principal.
“Uryuu-san… I’m really sorry about this! It’s a common prank you see, for the duster to fall on a senior’s head…” Hiro tutted loudly, a slight frown creasing his pretty boy face.
“…Err… um… that is…”
“ Why don’t you go up to the front and introduce yourself. The teacher’s desk is in front. Just stand there and introduce yourself. I’m sure you can do that. You’re the form teacher after all.” The sentence was coupled with a sparkling, winning smile.
Go nodded slowly, digesting Hiro’s words. Somehow, the pep talk managed to rouse him from his fears. Maybe Haruka was right, Hiro really did have some sort of ‘brightening’ effect on normal humans. Go took a step forward, his confidence restored.
All right! I can do this-
THUMP
Go tripped over translucent strings that were tied from the desks to the teacher’s desk.
“ARGHHHH!!”
THUMP
The strings triggered a rain of tennis balls from the ceiling that bounced all over his head. A bowling ball narrowly missed him. It crashed to the floor, an inch away from his left foot.
“KYAAAAA!!”
THUMP
Blinded, he stumbled into three buckets filled with mysterious sludge and fell onto the floor, face down. Everyone watched him lie there, twitching. Sludge was added to the chalk dust on his shirt.
“Ouch…”
Hiro bit his lip, looking rattled. However, the Class 1-C seemed to be roused by Go’s actions, and burst into uproarious laughter. Some of them were smirking; others were tickled at his disheveled appearance. One word burned brightly in their mind…
LOSER.
Go cleared his throat, ignoring the burning sensation of his bruises. He glanced at Natsumi, who smiled at him encouragingly and Hoshi, who was looking at him with a death glare that plainly said that she would murder him if he embarrassed her. The class fell silent once again as he stood in front of the teacher’s desk.
“Erm… My name is Hara- I mean, Uryuu Tanobe. I am on internship here, and will be your form teacher from the start of the third term. I-I… I look forward to working with all of you!”
He bowed, keeping his eyes fixed on his shoes. It was so silent, he could hear a pin drop. Go clenched his teeth, hardly daring to look up. It had taken all the might in him to introduce himself, and now he awaited their reaction. A second passed…
“ Well then. You’re the newest teacher on the chopping block. Will you survive, or will you not?”
Hana had finally abandoned her calculator and had stood up. Flicking her short bangs away from her face, she stared at him straight in the eye. A small smile crept across Hana’s lips and Go flinched at the familiar evil grin.
“ I’m sure you know who I am, sir, but I’ll introduce myself again. Ryouko Hana (20), the Chairman of this class. I represent everyone in 1-C. We have managed to drive out six… ah, intellectually challenged teachers since the first term. This is the third term, and you’re number seven.”
“Erm…”
“You may be 12, but Class 1-C believes in wiping out any form teacher regardless of age. As an intern here, you have three months to win us over. After the three months, the class will hold a vote to decide if we actually want you as our teacher. That is part of your trials to become a full fledged teacher in St Louisa…” Hana paused dramatically.
“… That is, if you can survive of course.”
She sat back down to loud applause from her classmates. Go’s insides were churning. He wanted to say something, but words refused to leave his mouth. Hiro, who had been rather taken aback by the speech, clapped his hands for attention. In an instant, everyone’s attention was turned to him.
“ Ok, girls! Treat your form teacher well! I’ll be leaving Uryuu-san in your capable hands. Remember, go easy on him!” He patted Go on the shoulder and left the class, shining golden auras lighting up the hallway he was walking through.
Go was left alone, 25 pairs of eyes glaring at him.
“Erm… let’s get started then…” He nodded, trying to appear decisive of his actions.
RIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!
“See you, sir! That’s the bell for the next lesson!”
A few students suddenly left the class, smirking at him.
“Haha! Bye, kiddo!”
Four more girls left. A pair of twins and a girl whose hair was in a braid dashed out, carrying their bags.
“See you later, nyaa.”
Nozomi patted Go on the head on his way out, Ayaka beside her and still fiddling with her laptop.
Hoshi strode past him, her nose in the air. Natsumi smiled at him as she hurried after the muscle woman.
“Hey wait! Where are you going…?” He frantically tried to hold back his students who were leaving in increasing numbers.
Soon, he was standing alone in the class, a few stray pieces of paper the only signs students once inhabited it. Gloom settled over him as he stared blankly at the empty class, his whole body turning into a block of cement once again.
“ Who am I? Where am I? What the heck am I doing here??” he called out desperately. Go was still in statue mode when a timid voice spoke out of the shadows.
“Erm… excuse me, sir…”
Go blinked. A petite girl stood in front of him, in the St Louisa High School uniform. She long messy russet colored hair that just brushed her shoulders, her eyes almost obscured by her long bangs. She carried a pile of books in her hands. Go was realized he was on his hands and feet on the floor. He quickly stood up, straightening his clothes.
“I’m sorry… er… yes?”
“ My name is… Ayako Misa (2), sir. And I just want to say that you don’t seem like the rest of the teachers who taught us. Goo… Good luck on your internship.”
She stopped suddenly, looking surprised at herself. Before Go could say anything, she had dashed out the door, blushing furiously. Go turn red as well and took his Register, peering at her name.
2. AYAKO MISA extremely shy
LIBRARIAN
YOUNG WRITER’S CLUB
There are people in this class who actually support me…? That…
“Oh, what’s that stupid silly grin on your face? You’re thinking dirty thoughts, I bet.”
Go screamed in shock. Hoshi stood behind him, glaring. With bright lights in the class, she looked fearless, ready to grind him up.
“ I saw bookworm approach you. I bet you secretly love the fact she supports you, right? You better not take advantage of her, even if she one of the girl in class!” Hoshi pointed an accusatory finger at him.
“ Ye-Yes…”
“And you’d better not make such a fool of yourself tomorrow! If you do, our class will destroy you. Stop being so bratty! I wonder why such a squirt can be a university graduate…”
Go bowed his head and apologized profusely. Hoshi scowled and took out something from her bag, thrusting it into his hands.
“Take this! It’s a bento set I made the day before. You’ll need your strength to control our class. Also, it saves you the problem of fighting the long queues in the cafeteria.”
Hoshi… Hoshi-sama?
Go slowly opened the bento box and fingered the bright pink cutlery patterned with flowers. He felt his heart lift, and he smiled nervously at her.
“… Thank you…OUCH!”
Hoshi had whacked his head twice in rapid succession. She folded her arms, avoiding his gaze and looking almost flustered.
“It’s just a one time thing! I’m only doing this because I pity you. Don’t get any stupid ideas, you hear??”
“ Okay, Hoshi… OUCH!”
“What did you say, squirt??”
“I mean, Hoshi-sama…”
“… That ‘cher looks rather smart, unlike the other idiots.”
A female student with amethyst purple hair tied up into two ponytails was walking down the corridors, in her St Louisa High School uniform. Her ribbons had a rabbit bobble on each end, while shook as she walked. Her fringe covered one of her dark purple eyes. A studded leather choker could just be seen beneath her blouse collar.
“ You think he’ll be a danger to our plans, Vita?”
Another student walked beside her. She was very tall, towering over all the students at 185cm. She had long straw blonde hair that was tied up in a high ponytail that touched her waist. She was pretty, with dark green eyes and a ready smile. Other students stopped to gawk at her as they passed.
“ No. He may look smart, but I think he’s rather dense. After all, he’s only a kid. What can a kid too? Xin, you’re overreacting.”
“ Hahaha, maybe you’re right! I just want to squeeze his cheeks though. He’s rather cute. But I agree he is rather stupid!”
They continued to walk down the hallway, students hurrying to the sides to make space for them. Both girls had a black armband with the words ‘ ST. LOUISA UNIVERSITY MAGICIANS’ COUNCIL’ engraved on it in silver.
“After all… a middle school kid is a middle school kid, even if he comes from California…”
A/n- Erm… Yeah. I’ve been gone for a while. Four months, to be exact, haha… I disappeared because I had to study for my mid-years, which is a big deal in the school I attend. Between cramming at night just to complete the mountain of homework and emotional breakdowns, I forgot about all my stories.
But now I’m back and my exams have ended. I’ll be focusing on the Animax Animation Awards as well, but I will update Yashi Sensei!, I promise.
To Virage: No… you can say that officially, only the ones that kidnapped him- Chairman, Nozomi and Ayaka- and his roommates- Hoshi and Natsumi know. As for the rest of the class… I have no idea…
To XunTie- Haha, I’m glad someone notice the duster connection! I was thinking no one would notice that addition.
Thank you for reading!