y/n is one of the regular students who had graduated high school a few years ago, now having your last year of college.
your former literature teacher however left, due to the students and their horrid behaviour towards him.
now there is a new teach...
just a few things before we start lmao: y/n - your name y/h/c - your hair colour y/e/c - your eye colour
the ff if from third person, tell me if you prefer first person
aaaaaand i think that's it, enjoy<3 ________________________________
you woke up to the buzzing sound of your alarm.
"fuck," you murmur to yourself as you extend your hand to stop your alarm. "five more minutes and i'll get up" you say with a still sleepy voice as you let your body relax once more, feeling your eyes become heavier with every passing second. then eventually you drift off to sleep again.
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you open your eyes at some point but quickly realise that it's a little too... sunny, in your bedroom and that makes you fastly glance at the clock.
"fuck!" you yell this time, of course not too loud, after all you don't want your alcoholic mother to hear you and scold you for not waking up on time.
you quickly put on an outfit, look at the mirror and smile to yourself, satisfied with your pick for the day.
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afterwards you grab your bad and run down the stairs as quietly as you can, then open the door, leave the house and lock it.
you run your way to the school and as you glance at your phone you see it's only been a few minutes of your first class.
you sigh in relief then enter the school building. it's the second semester, and there is a new literature teacher. you think about her as you walk to the classroom. your first class was with her and you had to be late now... on her first day. you were just praying she wouldn't make a big deal out of it as your former teacher was as polite as he could.
and there you were now, in front of the door. you knock two times hesitantly then you see a beautiful, tall, slim lady with dark red hair and brown eyes with a cane in her hands open the door with an unreadable expression.
"i-i'm so sorry i'm late, miss..."
"Venable. got an excuse why you're late or should i guess?" you were pulled aback from her cold tone and harsh stare.
you swallow hard and feel as if there was a lump in your throat, "i overslept," you murmur with clearly ashamed voice.
"hm, just what i thought. fair enough," she sighs, "you'll be having detention after your classes are over. what's your name?"
"y/n y/l/n," you murmur once again.
"i'm sorry, i couldn't quite hear you."
"y/n y/l/n," you say, louder this time.
"well miss y/l/n, hurry up and take a seat." you hurry to go take one of the back seats but she quickly stops you by putting her cane in front of you then says, "the desk in front of mine. and hurry a little bit, please. i don't have all day."
