𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 [𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝]

Yandere Teacher

⚠️ Warning ⚠️

This chapter contains swearing, slight femdom, and mature elements.

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Nearing the end of class hours at 'Bayton National High'... a certain boy keeps his eye glued to the clock on the wall, patiently and impatiently waiting for the school dismissal.

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[Y/N]'s POV

I tense myself as I await for the clock to strike '4' in the afternoon. I carefully clutch my bag, eager to leave this class soon.

The seconds feel like hours, and every tick of the clock amplifies my restlessness.

Miss Nerie's voice, though, is a constant distraction. It's not just her teaching the lessons; it's her gaze that never seems to leave me.

Whatever is in her mind is not good for me. I might have a feeling I know what is but I hope and pray it isn't the case.

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🔔 RING 🔔

Finally, the clock strikes '4', and a collective rustle sweeps through the classroom.

My classmates rise, gathering their belongings, and preparing for the day's end.

I swiftly place my belongings in my bag as I take constant glances at Miss Nerie, who is currently talking to our two class representatives.

This a good opportunity to make my way. I don't want to make Sam wait. She's my best friend. And we planned to go to the arcade later.

But before I could step out the door frame, Miss Nerie noticed me trying to speedwalk.

'Where do you think you're going~?'

Miss Nerie: "[Y/N], could you stay back for a moment? I'd like to discuss something with you..." she says, her voice unnaturally calm, her gaze piercing through me.

My eyes widened when she said she wanted to "discuss" something with me.

[Y/N]: "I...I have to run some... e-errands today, Miss." I explained, which is a lie.

Miss Nerie: "It's better if you listen to me first." She told me politely.

// Pause ⏸️ //

That's Miss Maria Nerie Tejero.

A/N: (pronunciation: /te-He-roh/)

She's our History teacher and the head teacher of the history subject. She's been a teacher here at Bayton National High for four years.

She's known as a beautiful, smart, and elegant woman in the eyes of male students, while female students adore her. She acts professionally at school but also has some sense of humor.

Some boys and teachers crush on her due to her polite and kind attitude and combining that with simple yet outstanding beauty equals a 'rare' one.

I will admit, they are true, she's beautiful and nice but she's only our teacher. She's like our second parent.

// Play ▶️ //

Nervousness formed in every fiber of my body.

I sat down at the nearest chair, my gaze fell to the floor as my classmates left for dismissal.