𝐌𝐫. 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐳 | ✎

Chapter 2

𝐓 𝐖 𝐎

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𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀

Three words: He is fine.

Curly maintained hair, sharp jawline that's freshly shaven, bushy eyebrows, hooded tired eyes, muscular build with tattoos trailing up his neck and a few visible on his large hands with silver rings. As an added bonus, he has a diamond piercing on the right side of his nose to enhance his appearance.

When he starts talking, it's impossible not to notice his adam's apple moving with each sentence.

"Why is her mouth open?" A random girl beside me questions. That's when I realize my mouth was hanging. I look towards them and they proceed to laugh as I close it, slowly.

Standing up to his feet, he sets down his paper. "I am Mr. Sanchez. I will be your new teacher this year following the incident of Mr. Barns. I would first like to address class rules."

His voice sounds like deep velvet. I don't know how else to describe it. It's just deep and soothing with a lil flavor to it.

"Do not talk while I am speaking. Do not skip my class. Do not sleep in my class. Do the homework I assign or there will be dire consequences." He says but Riley keeps distracting me from hearing half of the words that just came out of his mouth.

"Lastly, keep the snickering to yourself when you're with your friends." A crease is found on his forehead as he gives a death glare towards Riley and her friends.

"Sorry." She giggles.

He doesn't say anything but shake his head turning back to his seat. As he types away on his computer, Riley raises her hand, "Are you going to teach us or what?" She smacks on her gum whilst talking to him.

He slowly raises his head looking at her with his soulless black eyes. "Shut up, will you?"

"Bruh, I'm just asking a question, why do you have to be such an ass?"

"Such an ass?" He laughs. Damn, even his laugh sounds like velvet. His mouth might taste like it too..

Stop.

"I am your teacher. You will not use such profanities whilst you talk to me." He stands up leaning his hands on the table. "And," He removes his glasses, "I am Mr. Sanchez to you, not your bruh."

"It's giving very much 'i'm not your bruh, bruh.'" Madelyn, the captain of the WHU Volleyball team speaks.

"Excuse me?" Mr. Sanchez furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Tell me you don't have TikTok without telling me you don't have TikTok." She laughs.

Mr. Sanchez stares at her with a menacing glare until her laugh died down. Everybody in the lecture observes the situation, including me. He stands up on his two feet rounding around the desk and sits on the edge slightly spreading his legs.

He gazes at the floor chuckling, his left eye twiches slightly. Then, his face turns stone cold.

"Get out." He seethes. "Get out? Like the movie get out?" She says being sarcastic, obviously, and the whole class laughs, including me.

"Get out, Ms. Parkinson." He repeats, more dominance laced on his tone.

Madelyn's attitude changes once she realizes that he's not playing. In a flash, she packs her books into her book bag. My confusion is shared by everyone. No one, especially teachers, can get through to Madelyn.

While she was free to voice her opinion whenever she wanted to, something about Mr. Sanchez raised the follicles on her arms.

She gulps standing up as the whole class watches her intently. A giggle comes from the left side of the room, and I glance over to see Riley secretly recording the altercation.

Madelyn shuts the door with force making an echoing sound run through the class filled with silent students.

"I expect my students to behave appropriately if they wish to be in my class. I won't put up with the stupidity of people who think they're better than everyone else or them who have their noses stuck all up their arses." The deepening of his voice set a crippling fear throughout the students you can see it in their eyes.

The amount of dominance his voice holds is actually crazy.

"Now leave." He points to the door. We all seem to look at the clock on the ceiling. 10:30AM, the lecture is over.

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Madelyn really thought she ate LMAOAOA