Septiplier SMUT shots

Teacher (PART7)

"It was just an accident." Was my only answers to the questions about the stitches across my hand.

I was thankful it wasn't my dominant hand, otherwise I would be royally screwed. My eyes evaded Jack at all costs and the class went by in a blur.

The bell rang and I looked up at the speaker as if it had insulted me. I shook my head and waved it off, literally.

"Have a good... Afternoon." I said to the class, dropping heavily in my seat. I layed my head in my hands, not paying attention to the students like I usually would.

"M-Mr. Fischbach are you okay?" I heard. I looked up. She was the smallest child in height. She always sat in the far right corner of the room, as close to me as she could get.

The poor thing was constantly made fun of for her height, weight and everything else you could think of, yet always tried to make everyone happy with her entire being.

I had grown an attachment to her, always by her side in the hallway so no one bothered her.

She really was quite the entertainer. She could make the most serious situations look like a big joke if needed.

I admired her. Her parents were both mentally and physically abusive, always telling her she was a mistake.

Yet her parents may break her confidence, but they never break her spirit. She quite often counciled me when I needed someone to talk to. 

I stood and patted her head, smiling. "I'm fine Raven. Thank you though. I'm just a bit down lately." She smiled at me, her head tilting.

I watched her bangs fall into her eye and I pushed them out of the way. "You know I'm always here if you need to talk right?"

I nodded and brought her into a hug, swearing I felt my heart grow a few inches. "Yes. And thank you. But I'm alright."

She giggled and practically skipped out of the room, the biggest smile on her face. "Have a good weekend Raven!" I said, smiling.

I sat back down, feeling a little better. I closed my eyes and leaned back, enjoying the sun pouring through the window warm my face.

"Sean." I said, watching him pass. He stopped and gave me a dirty look. "Dumbass. You really think I'm going to come crawling back to you?"

He left before I could say a word, leaving me hurt and ashamed of what I had done. "Sean..." I whispered.