Falling in love with my teacher (KiritoxAsuna)

Chapter 1.-The first class with her.

(For starters, the following fic is translated using a web translator so it can be a bit confusing at times. There are also uses of "Mexicanisms")

The holidays were over, it was Monday, August 20th , a day Ringo would never forget. It was the day he would meet the new teacher of letters and history at his academy.

Kirito was adjusting his tie. His mother and sister were waiting for him downstairs. This was to be his last year in high school.

The first thing his mother did when she saw him coming down was to scold him for not wearing it properly, so his sister fixed it. She didn't wear a tie on her woman's uniform, but she knew how to do it for a commission of 100 yen to her other classmates, who couldn't fix their tie when they were almost in college.

He didn't feel like anything, feeling discouraged, clearly returning to class made him extremely lazy, something he simply didn't want to do. He had no choice.

-At least pretend to feel like it. -His mother asked him.

-So, "I'm so excited to be back in that prison, to be sitting there all day and hardly paying attention. -He said, without much encouragement.

-It's your last year. Try a little harder, at least.

-I'm trying.

Kirito wasn't the typical kid who didn't care about everything, he wasn't the prettiest kid in his class, he was just a normal thing. What if he had that flaw: he didn't just say what he thought, he couldn't hide it. But he didn't care about that because it wasn't a bad thing.

It was classic for a kid who doesn't know what to do with his life: not paying attention at the academy, not doing anything productive all day, spending time with his friends doing anything but something useful.

That was one of the reasons why his teachers had him on file. He wasn't lazy, but he wasn't far off.

Kirito had stayed behind to watch the train with his old friend Eugeo. Both of them shared the good fortune of being quite a lot of dumb-asses in many ways, quite a lot of dumb-asses, by the way.

-What's up, buddy? -Eugeo asked as he shook Kirito's hand.

-Nothing new, except I don't want to go to the damn academy. -He replied.

-Didn't you know there's a new teacher coming in today, she's going to give us a lecture!
-And? It's not like I'm too excited about it.

-They say she's almost our age, the principal warned us kids not to be like mangy wolves behind her.

-Didn't I mention that I'm not interested in girls right now? -Kirito was very indifferent to his friend's comments. -Moreover, she won't want brats like us, women prefer older boys.

-Don't believe it, I have an acquaintance who's almost two years younger than his girlfriend.

-I don't care, just get in the train.

During the whole trip that the train made from one station to another you could only hear Eugeo praising the new teacher that they didn't even know. They didn't know what she looked like except for the fact that she was a very young woman, a bit like the two boys who were taken from the tubes of the express train.

Kirito's eyes were very heavy, he felt tired because he had to get up early. During the holidays he used to go to sleep at two in the morning and wake up at ten or almost eleven in the day. The change in his sleeping schedule hadn't really helped him.

People used to get away from Kirito a lot because of his tendency to seem unsociable, he hardly spoke to anyone, he preferred to be alone because that was how he felt really well. From then on, he would leave the academy and go home immediately, without saying anything to anyone. He would take his things and "let's get out of here".