Falling in love with my teacher (KiritoxAsuna)

Chapter 2.-Crazy little thing called love.

In between classes, all the kids were talking about the new teacher. Whether she was pretty, whether she really looked as young as she said, whether this or that. Teenage stuff with extra hormones.

The girls were also talking about the new teacher, except that they were talking about other things. They talked about the teacher's hair, her clothes, whether she could be good at teaching.Yuuki was more than happy with this new teacher. She always used to get along well with all the teachers, even Professor Klein.

However, he was somewhat avoided by the students due to his curious case of feeling "part of the students".

He could be annoying at times, though never mean-spirited. Other times he was a real charmer with the boys and girls, not leaving homework on Fridays or letting some minor things go by.

You could say that Klein was the wise/idiot teacher at the academy, as he made many mistakes and everything went terribly wrong. No one could explain (not even himself) how it was that he had not been fired.

Precisely, Professor Klein was arriving by putting his briefcase on the desk in the classroom so that it would accidentally open and drop all his things.

-For fuck's sake! -Klein muttered, which left the boys speechless because he was such a quiet person. -Hey, sorry, let's pretend that didn't happen.

-Let me help you, professor. -Kirito offered, and Yuuki came over to help.

-Thank you guys. Now, what did you think of the new teacher?

The kids kept throwing compliments and good wishes at the teacher, as they wished she would stay for the remaining two semesters.

The girls also had their good opinions, without the detail of looking like rabid dogs at the attack.Klein had his own good wishes for a colleague, not because he was a fan of Asuna, but because she seemed very capable of taking over the reins of a group of bums... starting with Kirito.

It was funny to think that Professor Asuna hated him even though she had lived with him for less than fifteen minutes. And it was even more curious to think that he fell in love with the teacher in that same period of time.

-How old is the teacher? -Yuuki asked.

-I am surprised that it was not a man who asked me. Hum, let me remember... if I am twenty-four and she is two years younger than me...

-Twenty-two?

-Yes, exactly! His teacher is twenty-two.

-Six years apart, God forbid. -They complained about the younger ones.

-Five years, maybe it's not the craziest thing in the world. -They said the older ones.

-Calm down boys, you know women prefer mature men... You're greener than the grass itself. -When he said that, Professor Klein tripped over a backpack. -Damn it! Maybe that was planned.

-Yes, of course.

Professor Klein was teaching sociology. It wasn't a very interesting class, but he didn't make it the most boring. As clumsy as Klein might seem, he wasn't really that bad at explaining, he made everything look so simple, even though it was in the revisions that things got complicated.

Even so, he had the flexibility to explain topics already seen. On a single occasion he had been made angry, that class simply dropped whatever task it could, took its things and withdrew without a word.

Oddly enough, he ended up accepting the assignment for the days after the deadline, even though he had never been angry since then.

-And that we could understand by sociology, any doubt... -Half the room was confused, about five were sleeping and only three understood. Among them was Kirito, who never needed to be repeated.