![]() Lifting up your hand, you ask, "Where is the last professor? He has been teaching for months now. I am going to be your professor for the rest of the year." He said gently, and you can hear the girls sighing at his voice, but what you are thinking of is what happened to the last professor. You frown slightly before noticing the books he has put down onto the desk. The black-haired man walking towards the desk has a perfect face with a warm smile, and when he stops and looks up, his eyes are as dark as the night, and for some reason, you feel like stars have appeared in them as his gaze moves upon you. Then, you hear some gasps and squeals from your classmates, and you look down, eyes widening in awe. (WARNING: The writer has died from cringiness while she was reading the paragraph below but was too lazy to edit it. Almost instantly, the chill disappears, causing you to think if you just imagined it. Suddenly feeling a chill down your back, you unconsciously swat away his hand, moving slightly away from him. "I didn't even use that much strength." He chuckles, patting your head. You put a hand over your forehead, pouting, "That hurts, (I/N)." (Just.imagine a male name here.) It works better." He smiles, flicking your forehead. "I see.then, use your phone as the alarm. You slump down, replying, "I woke up late. "(Y/N), what happened? You have never came this late before." The boy besides you asks, concerned. Walking to your seat, you quickly sit down, breathing out in relief when you found out the teacher isn't here yet. Some of your books and notes fall to the ground, and you quickly pick them up, and without looking back, give a quick apologetic bow to the person and run away, not noticing the shine appearing in his eyes and the slight curl of his smile. Looking at your watch again, you increase your speed without looking at the road, and you bump into someone. You have never woken up late before, but somehow, you woke up 20 minutes before class starts, causing you to run the entire way from your dorm to your department of your college, which is around 15 minutes of walk. Hugging your books, you look at your watch, walking faster as the time goes by. Thanks for telling me that, my amazing readers who comment on the sentences every now and then. Except for a LOT of Danganronpa reference, there are also yandere stuff in my one shots. I don't know which version of Koro-sensei you want, and since–no offense–I think that writing a talking octopus being yandere when he is supposed to be funny is kind of weird, so maybe the human Koro-sensei is easier to write. Requested by THIS IS A LOT MORE BLOODY AND SEXUAL AND TORTURING THAN THE OTHER ONE-SHOTS! DO NOT READ IF YOU CAN'T STAND ANY OF THIS EVEn though most of you will ignore this warning 'cause this will just make you curious.
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