Zero. The Delinquents
I slammed the lectern with a solid thump, thump. It was supposed to be a commanding, manly way to get their attention. Then I cleared my throat awkwardly, trying to cover up how uncomfortable I felt.
The problem? Nobody gave a single damn.
“Ah, fuck. I forgot the lesson plan again.”
“Dude, you’ve been ditching it since the first day of the semester, haven’t you?”
“Who cares? It’s not like it’d fit in that chicken-brain head of yours anyway.”
“The hell are you on about, you pathetic bitches with worse grades than me? Lolololol.”
They weren’t listening at all.
“So you’re telling me you ditched the boyfriend you finally got on the very first day and just came straight home?”
“Wait, doesn’t that mean he’s not even your boyfriend anymore?”
“This is hilarious wwwww.”
That side wasn’t listening either.
“……Okay, let’s add the ‘huge’ setting this time. Pump this part up nice and thick, slap it on over there… Hehe, my perfect prince is finally complete…♡”
And that side was completely lost in its own world.
‘Fuck.’
Yeah. That’s right. I was pretty sure my shiny new academy teacher career was already completely, utterly screwed from the very first moment.
……Alright, let’s add the “massive” setting this time. Pump this part up nice and thick, slap it right there… Hehehe, my one and only prince is finally complete…♡
‘Fuck my life.’
That’s exactly how I felt. My brand-new career as a teacher at Sorn Academy was already completely and thoroughly fucked right from the starting line.