Miyoshima-sensei entered the classroom like she always did, with a little skipping to her feet since the first day of classes made her pretty excited. Actually, tons excited. She couldn't wait to see the new faces of Inayama High as they start their new lives as seniors. But her biggest fear?
"Aww, how cute!"
"...Hey kid, are you lost?"
"The elementary school is just across the street!"
"Are you perhaps one of the teachers' daughters?"
That.
"Listen here! I'm your homeroom teacher, not some little kid!" She made a pouty expression that was supposed to tell that she is displeased over what they thought her to be, but it looked more like a little kid's pout who had her toy taken away from her.
"Alright, we'll play along, chibi-sensei."
"We already know what 1 + 1 is. What else is there for you to teach?"
"Shush! You're gonna make her cry! Don't be so mean!"
"Hey! It's Miyoshima-sensei to you! And for the record, I don't cry over every little thing! Only TV dramas..." She said that last part with a whisper. Luckily, no one heard her.
"Anyways! It's almost time for the opening ceremony! Wouldn't want to miss that, would we? Let's go~!"
Daishima-sensei always got nervous whenever he has to be a homeroom teacher to a new batch of second years. He feared that one of the students might recognize him as Haedus Diederich, The First Demon Assassin. But he made absolutely sure that all the traces of Haedus Diedrich were erased from the internet. He will never make the same mistake of only closing his website, because someone as popular as him back then would still have a lot of followers. His "teachings" would be carried over to his "disciples", and they will have no hesitation to spread the word of the Demon Assassin. He did his best to look so different from his past self so no one would recognize him. Unfortunately, this little "change" garnered him fangirls. Well, it's a lot better than having fanboys in the internet, but it definitely wasn't something to be proud of. Sooner or later, one of the students would confess to him, and he doesn't have the guts to turn them down. And even if he doesn't turn them down, he's going to be in a lot of trouble. He just sighed all those thoughts off, figuring that he was over-thinking things . He opened the door to Class 2-B, and as if instantaneously, all the girls' attentions went towards him. The loud classroom became quiet almost immediately after he took his first step in the room.
"Uhh..." he muttered under his breath, as if he could never get used to all the girls staring at him the minute he steps inside the classroom. "I'm Akashi Daishima, your homeroom teacher. I believe it's almost time for the opening ceremony. Shall we?"
Kiriyama-sensei, as usual, went to her class later than anyone. She honestly didn't care about them, what she cared about more was the fact that that asshole just broke up with her the other day. He said he wasn't good enough for her. That lying son of a bitch! Kiriyama-sensei knew that what he meant was the exact opposite of what he said. She was so pissed off that she went drinking again to ease her pain, and she probably had the most shots in one night last night. Needless to say, she felt like shit the next day, which happened to be the first day of classes. She had no idea up until recently, when she received a text message from Daishima. And before anyone asks, Daishima already turned her down a year ago. She entered her homeroom class, still feeling like shit from last night, but she had to because it's her job and no one would date a broke-ass. As expected, the whole class got bored because she took too long and they started making a mess of the classroom, not like she cared.
"Alright, listen here, you little shits. Name's Ritsuko Kiriyama. But that doesn't matter, you'll just end up calling me sensei anyways. The opening ceremony's up next, and we're late. But who cares? You're third years, and you've already gone through all that bullshit. Let's just get it over with already."
