Chapter 3: Detention

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After going back to his desk, an awkward silence sat between the two of us before I decided to break it. "So am I gonna just sit here or what?" I asked in an annoyed tone. Though, I wasn't really annoyed. At least he didn't talk up a storm like all the other dickfaces during detention.

He cleared his throat and leaned more over his desk, clasping his hands together. "Is how you treat all new teachers you meet?" He asked in a bland tone. Sometimes it was easy to get things out of him, other times not so much.

"I don't know.." I shrugged. "If they were as annoying as you, then yeah." I turned away, trying to keep my focus away from him.

He sighed hastily, and he looked like he was in thought.  I wondered what it was about, but I didn't dare to ask.

"That explains a lot," He said in a less forced tone.   My head racked with one question.

"Why aren't you arguing with me?"  I asked, confused as to why the hell he was acting so..casual. I threw my legs over the desk.

He smirked, holding in a chuckle.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked, annoyed this time. "What's so funny?"

He didn't stop that dreadfilling smile on his face. But was it really dread..?

"Ms. L/N- or..should I call you..Y/N? Correct?" He raised an eyebrow. It was more of a statement, really. He hasn't called me by my first name before. A bit of tension was released as I took in a hitched breath, my face slightly blushing. Maybe I could get used to this.

"T-That is correct, Sir." My stubborn-ass was slapping my face right now, but something was..different, when I was..alone, like this..God Addison would be laughing her ass off if she saw me now.

"Is that so?" He smirked, nodding with a little hint of pride. "Glad to know.."

I knew what was coming. "If I'm here for a lecture, then I think I should just leave and not waste my time." This made him sigh.

"You just came into my classroom, and you're already disruptive." He started. "Your grades had been slipping already, even before that. We need to figure out a..solution." He started to roll up his sleeves. Oh god..his mussels look like they are going to burst out of the folds! Damnit Y/N, focus!

I decided to turn my attention to a file cabinet to direct my gaze away.  I thought of something to come back with, something snarky. "Well-"

My phone buzzed. Fuck Addison, not now! Why now?

Mr. Biersack noticed, and walked over to my desk, a smirk hovering onto his face. "Oh..we need to take that back now, do we?" He whispered in front of me, advancing over me to make himself look bigger. He knew exactly what he was doing, I could see the look on his face. "Silence it, now."

I decided to test him. "What if I don't?" I stood up to try to make myself look almost as big, but when he sat up straight he was feet above me. Goddammit-!

"You don't want to..push me, Ms. L/N.." He said in a dominating tone, not losing eye contact with me. His blue, dangerous eyes fixating themselves into me, almost piering into my soul. It gave me goosebumps just thinking about it.

"Or what, huh? What could you possibly do." A part of me was afraid to ask.

He started to take off his blazer. What was that in his pants? Wallet, keys, phone maybe? It was huge...wait, no..Oh fuck-

My face lightened up when the realization hit me. What the actual fuck?! My mind was racing with wild thoughts. VERY, wild.

I could just hear him chuckle. Was he flirting with me? Am I imagining this? He can't be a fucking teacher, right? I think I might have lost this one, and he didn't even say anything!

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