"Heads up!" Koro-Sensei shouts as the soccer ball skyrockets into the air and falls back down. I jog to the field, where Kayano and Nagisa greeted me.
"(y/n), are you okay? You still look pretty green," Kayano said sheepishly.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I shoot her an accusing look. "Just remind me not to eat any more of your sashimi rolls."
Kayano pouts and turns her attention to the game.
"Pass, and kill!" The rest of my classmates repeats that phrase in an attempt to at least scratch Koro-Sensei with their knives. I was about to take out my gun and join in when I heard a voice come from the building.
"Yoo hoo~! Hope I'm not interrupting anything, darling!" Ms. Jelavić gushes as she runs down from the building to join us. "Mr. Karasuma told me that you can go Mach 20, and I just have to see it with my own eyes~!"
Seeing her run over made the taste of Kayano's sashimi reappear in my mouth, and I hunch over to cover my face. I already feel like throwing up again.
"Well, he might have exaggerated a tad..." Koro-Sensei chuckles sheepishly and rubs his tentacle against his head.
I watch Ms. Jelavić lean in and squish her chest against him, and I turn around to avoid gagging.
"I'd hate to ask this, but I will be ever so grateful if you could fetch some Vietnamese coffee!" Our new English teacher squeals. "I'd thought that we can grab it while I run the students through their English lesson."
"But of course! It just so happens I know a fabulous cafe in Vietnam!" Koro-Sensei exclaims and suddenly bursts into the air and flies off to that coffee place in Vietnam.
Another sentence added in that conversation would have made my sanity fly away as fast as Koro-Sensei. I heard Ms. Jelavić's "real" voice back in the building while eavesdropping on her and Mr. Karasuma; hearing her cheerleader voice again after that is driving my mental state to the depths of hell. It is somehow worse than dubbed anime. Even the world's most annoying cheerleader wouldn't act like her.
And Koro-Sensei's pervertedness, gosh! He's our teacher! Can't he be any more shameless? That moment when he glanced down to look at Ms. Jelavić's boobs made me want to laugh and kick him in the private part at the same time, well, if he even has one.
At this point, I as well as literally everyone in my class is used to Koro-Sensei's pervertedness. However, I wonder how long it will take me to tolerate just an ounce of Ms. Jelavić's acting and attitude. It seems like I'm not the only one who feels that way judging by how the faces of my classmates scrunch up in second-hand embarrassment the second she steps in.
My thoughts must have escaped my brain and appeared on my face because Kayano took one good look at me and asked, "(y/n), are you okay? You look like you want to pull your hair out."
"Is that so...? Not that it's true..." I chuckle creepily, and Kayano sweatdrops.
"Don't go bald, okay? You're too pretty to go bald," she says, and then smirks. "You need to get a boyfriend before you go bald, you know?"
"What are you talking about?" I roll my eyes at her teasing and playfully stab her with my green knife.
"I can always connect you to my trustworthy barber! She makes the best wigs."
"Kayano!"
The bell rang, and we all faced Ms. Jelavić, expecting her to give us some sort of instruction.
"Well, it's about that time, Ms. Irina," Isogai said as he turned to face her. "I mean, that's the bell. Shouldn't we head back?"
"Ugh, sure, whatever. Knock yourselves out." The air suddenly chills as Ms. Jelavić opens her mouth to speak, this time in her real voice. "Teacher needs peace and quiet though, so make it a study hall".
YOU ARE READING
Your Life in Class 3-E
Fanfiction[Discontinued - Cringe warning, lots of typical y/n shenanigans, proceed at your own risk] So you were dumped into Class-3-E to rot with your fellow classmates because of your bad grades. Not to mention that you also work part-time at a bakery to su...
