1 Izuki Sensei

Izuki's POV

I'm Izuki, I'm a high school teacher here at Yamamoto's Academy. It's a private school for rebellious boys and girls, well it's kinda special school for spoiled brats, gangsters, and extremely rich kids, like mafia rich. I teach English and Math. I'm half Japanese and American, but I look more like a japanese except for my natural blonde hair. I grew up here in Japan, my father, I never met him, all I know was he's American. My mom died when I was in my high school, because of heart disease... we didn't have enough money back then, since then I worked at part time jobs to support myself, what can I say, I had a pretty tough life. I originally wanted to become a doctor but since I didn't have enough money to support myself, I decided on becoming a teacher.

I lived alone in my apartment. I'm just an average 28 year old man living an average life. I just want to live a simple life. I don't dream of fancy things in life, pretty boring... Others say I'm lonely... sometimes. I was pretty satisfied of how I lived, until this boy came and completely turn my world upside down.

At School

"Good Morning Class, I'm your new math teacher, just call me Izuki-Sensei"

It's been 4 years since I started working at Yamamoto's academy. As usual, full of spoiled brats, but the school is very strict when it comes to implementing and following the rules. It makes me wonder on why do these kids even go to school, I mean its obvious that they didn't attend school for knowledge, they're rich, they can live comfortably forever with their money. But somehow I understand these kids, I don't want to judge. But I can never understand on acting mean and fighting can make them happy.

By the way they didn't even bother to respond to my greetings earlier. I'm used to it anyways. This is a senior class, so I expected the worst for this semester.

"Sir you look like a doll, and you have pale skin and blonde hair too, its so unfair!" laughter filled the room.

I turned around and saw a girl chewing a gum, smiling at me, I smiled at her but I kept silent. I'm used to this kind of treatment.

"Oohhhwww..." They continued on teasing me

I continued on writing our lessons on the board.

Discuss.

At last the bell rang. I let out a sigh.

"Okay class dismissed, don't forget to submit your homework tomorrow if you don't want any detentions. That's all for today." I said as I began picking up my things.

"No way. That's so bullshit."

"Ughhh, it's so bothersome."

"What the fuck is that."

They almost said in chorus, it's not my fault anyways, i just follow the rules.

"Quiet class, you're overreacting, it's just a homework." I continue on picking up my things not bothering to look at them.

They all went quiet and after a moment they just left. I turned my head into the classroom when I saw one student who didn't leave, his head on his armchair. He was probably sleeping the whole time. He looks like one of those dangerous young mafia leader. Its not like I'm scared, I just don't feel like dealing with someone today, Its the first day of classes I have so much else to do.

I walked towards him. He's still sleeping, I slightly shook his shoulders. Still no response.

"Hey mister, classes are over." I said in my normal voice.

I heard a groan, and his face slightly turned, letting me see his slightly tanned skin, his full red lips, he also has some beard and mustache but still looks so young, his shoulder length hair was pony tailed. He seems familiar, it feels like I've known him. And since he's not waking up, I just went back to my desk.

"Hmmm... As long as he doesn't me. " I said to myself.

I started checking the pre-test I gave them since I have nothing else to do, I choose to stay here since its more quiet.

I was halfway checking when I saw him stand and look around the room. No one would want to mess with that kind of aura, and he's tall.

"Classes are over. You may go home." I said.

He looked at me with a blank expression on his face. He was staring at me more likely. I just shrugged my shoulders and continued on checking the papers.

I thought he already went out the room since it was quiet but then I was shocked when I finished checking the papers and he was still there. He's now sitting in front of me, and intently staring. My eyes accidentally caught his dark eyes, It made shiver but I tried to hide it.

"Yes?" I finally asked because he's making me uncomfortable with his gaze. Seriously what with this guy! And most of all I hate the fact that he's having this kind of effect on me. What the hell is he staring at? Is there something on my face?

"I'm Ken Yamamoto Sensei." I finally heard a deep voice. I'm probably frowning now, there's so much going on in my head right now. And I realized he's a Yamamoto, well if you haven't realized it yet, this is Yamamoto's Academy.

"Uh yes, Mr. Ken Yamamoto, classes are over you may go home." I didn't know what to say.

And just my luck, he just sits there. I packed my things, I have so much to do I have no time dealing with anyone today, especially when its a Yamamoto.

"I can carry that for you Sensei." He said pointing out the bunch of papers and books that I was carrying, I was about to leave the room.

"What?" Did I hear him right? Is he serious? If someone sees us walking together in the corridor who knows what will happen to me! He's a Yamamoto! That is! "No. I can manage." I immediately said and went out the room.

Was I being bullied? No, I think not. This is the first time someone actually tried to bother me. Maybe I was just exaggerating. He's just a Yamamoto, yeah there's nothing wrong with that! (sarcastic)---

"Aw!---"

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