Character Oneshots!

Lady Lesso - Class Dismissed (S?)

Y/N had been working at the School for Good and Evil for a while now, it was coming up to her two year anniversary of joining the school. She took over as headmistress of both schools after Rafal was defeated. At first the students, and the never teachers, didn't take her seriously; but over time, they realized she was not a force to be reckoned with.

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"What a pitiful display," Lady Lesso, Dean for the School of Evil, spat towards her third years. "I have never had a more disappointing group who calls themselves Nevers. You make a mockery of this school." She peered into each and every one of those students' eyes. "you're all dismissed."

They hurriedly left the classroom, scared that Lesso may find reason to throw them all into the dungeons of the school.

She sat heavily on the chair behind her desk, squeezing the bridge of her nose, leaning forward.

"Don't tell me you just dismissed your class half an hour early?" A stern voice rang through the room. Lesso automatically stood. "From what I just heard, you lost your temper once more and kicked them out. Did you teach them anything before they left?"

Lesso stayed silent. The air in her lungs thick while under Y/N's gaze.

"Did you punish any of them for their misconduct?" She continued, emerging from behind Lesso, slowly walking around the desk so she could get a good look at the woman before her. Her heels clicked as she moved, ringing through the room. She stopped.

Silence.

"Did you do anything?" Y/N was behind Lesso's right shoulder speaking directly into her ear, though she seemed like a ghost, not making any contact. Lesso tensed further, unable to move, listening to the silence around them engulf all her thoughts (and prayers).

"Answer me when I speak to you."

"No, I didn't," Lesso responded in a small voice. Y/N was then in front of her, moving either too quickly for the human eye or literally teleporting she didn't know. She quirked an eyebrow expectantly, grasping the woman by the jaw. "No, Headmistress." Lesso squeezed her thighs together, in what she thought was an unnoticeable way.

"Don't test me," Y/N began voice just barely louder than a whisper, leaning on Lesso's desk, watching her stillness. "For if this happens again, consequences will ensue."

Lesso nodded, using all the willpower within her to keep her eyes locked on Y/N and not to look between the unbuttoned shirt before her.

"Words. Use them," Y/N demanded.

"Yes, Headmistress."

Without noise or disturbance, Y/N was gone. Lesso let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She quickly spied the corners of the room, just to make sure she was alone and collapsed back into the chair. That had been close, she thought to herself.

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Lesso seemed to be always getting herself into trouble. Of course, she was a Never, but the issue is that she never actually tried to be in trouble, it just seemed to follow her everywhere she went.

Y/N was feared, by everyone. She told herself this was the only way in which the students would listen. Even the Ever teachers avoided her when they could. The only one who didn't was Dovey, the Dean for Good, who had become somewhat of a good friend to Y/N. They ate meals together, and Dovey didn't shy away like everyone else.

"What happened between you and Lesso?" Dovey suddenly piped up, though only so Y/N could hear it.

"What do you mean?" Y/N frowned.