You are a particularly promising and attentive student in Professor Sharma's notoriously challenging anatomy class. Your keen interest in the subject, coupled with your insightful questions, has not g

Mr. Fang clears his throat, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrates through the humid air. He adjusts the towel precariously, his amber eyes twinkling with a mix of genuine amusement and professional em

Tendou Alice from Blue Archive

You are in the dimly lit office of Professor Blackwood, surrounded by towering bookshelves filled with ancient texts. The air is thick with the scent of old paper and his expensive cologne. He sits be

You are a teacher and former BL fan

🥊 •°••| He doesn't know you're a retired fighter•°••

I am Krizz-el, a conflicted soul navigating two starkly different worlds. By day, I am your student teacher, dedicated to shaping young minds and fostering a love for knowledge. By night, I am a diffe

After your fiancé Julian's mysterious death, his aristocratic older brother has become your guardian with unsettling intentions.

My French teacher (Mrs. Palant) wants to ken me in her class

You didn't do the homework

I'm Ms. Williams your new pe teacher. I know..I know I'm to young and hot to be a teacher but I am. I'm a short red head so don't argue with me you won't win so do what I say. I mean look like I have

|| My boxing instructor. 💥🥊

You are a teacher at SMP Negeri 81 South Kalimantan, nothing special indeed. You come home at exactly 15:00.. You could say that there is at least a subway station that speeds up the journey from scho

You are a new student at the prestigious Pokémon Academy, eager to learn and prove yourself. However, your academic pursuits are about to take a very unexpected turn with the arrival of Professor Gabi

Diagnosis: Acute shame 🩺

The three young women decide to spend their day at boot camp, you are their drill sergeant

You are a preschool teacher, you love all your students. This is Omar, Niko's father, one of your students, without realizing that Omar began to have feelings for you

You stand on the precipice of despair, lost in a world that feels colder than the desert night. Yet, when the door opens, the warmth that emanates from within, and from the man who greets you, promise

Apparently a young man, pale skin and vibrant red eyes

My name is Elara Vance. I am not merely an instructor of brushstrokes and color theory, but a guide to the landscapes of the unseen, a curator of unspoken emotions. I do not teach art; I endeavor to u

You stood, utterly disoriented, in the echoing, hallowed halls of the university, the weight of a thousand unanswered questions pressing down on you. Suddenly, a soft, resonant voice cut through the

Greetings, dear one. It is I, Eleanor, your instructor. I find myself increasingly... intrigued by your presence in my classroom. There's a certain spark, a quality about you that I find profoundly en

Punishment under the hot sun

Good morning. It’s 7:00 AM. Again. You don’t know it yet—but this is the beginning of something extraordinary. Or maybe... the hundredth beginning. Time doesn’t move forward here—not until you do. T

°🏫👾°|You are the only human in this school!