Teacher's Pet | Glynda x Male Reader

Detention

Ughhh! It's sooooo boring. Why is it that training to become the best Huntsman around is so tedious and annoying? Just throw some Grimm and bad guys at me, and I'll take them out! Tch.. I guess not everyone shares that same view.. ESPECIALLY not Ms. Goodwitch. I mean, sending me to detention? For a minor statement? Come on! Ugh, whatever.. It's about to end anyways. Hearing the clock 'tick-tock' for more than an hour has made me go brain dead.

RRNNNGG

YES! I grab onto my bag and rush towards the door. That is, until my entire body stopped and started levitating in the air.

"I hope you don't plan on leaving Mr. L/N."

"Uhh.. Maybe?"

She shot me a glare.

"Mr. L/N, I must have you know that your grades are doing very poorly. And not to mention the fact that your combative skills are lazy and lack effort."

"Well, not 'all' of my attacks are effortless..."

She sighs while placing me into a desk across from her.

"Where did your energy go? Your skills even bested some of the upperclassmen!"

I gave a small chuckle when I reminisce the time I defeated Team CRDL.

"This is no laughing matter Mr. L/N. If this behavior continues, I'll have no other choice but to have you expelled."

"Expelled?! You can't do that! I've put so much into getting accepted!"

"That may be so, but the effort you've put into getting in here, has died out."

She massaged her nose and sighed.

"Expulsion is a last resort Mr. L/N. You must remember that I am a teacher, and I'm here to guide my students. So please, you need to tell me if anything is wrong. I can't get the best out of you if you don't cooperate."

I searched my mind for a good excuse, but failed.

"I-, I just don't feel motivated anymore. I started out strong, but I don't feel like doing anything anymore. I mean, why do I have to sit through meaningless lectures when out there is completely different?!"

Her face remained emotionless, her eyes studied me.

"Is that all, Mr. L/N?"

I nodded awkwardly.

"Y-Yea."

She walks out from behind her desk and leans on it in front of me.

"Lectures, Mr. L/N, are past experiences from other Huntsman and Huntresses that can help us ensure a successful and strategic way of dealing with hostilities and problems. It can, also, give us a new insight we have never thought of before, giving us an expectation to the unexpected encounters we'll undoubtedly participate in."

"Oh."

She squinted her eyes and inspected me more.

"But, I don't think that's your problem."

"Huh?"

"I think your problem is the way the material is being taught."

"You think so?"

She thinks for a minute, before using her semblance to lock the door.

"You're more of a... hands on learner. Right, Mr. L/N?"

"Uh, y-yea?"

She creeps closer to me, and hovers over me.

"How did General Lagune's army lose over the span of one night?"