| Fan Fiction |
by Akayame
Inside a big room with large desks and shelves of folders and books, Mamoji stood quietly infront of the
staff and the principal of Shiratori School. A teacher said, "Hmm.. I'm a bit worried of what will happen to this teacher now. I hope it's nothing worse."
Mamoji looked at the teacher with a confused look.
"Ahh.. I hope so too. She looks like a virgin one." Another teacher, a male, said.
The principal walked up to Mamoji and asked, "Ehemm. Mrs. or Miss?"
"Miss." Mamoji replied.
"Oh wonderful!" Another male teacher rejoiced.
The principal again talked."Okay then. Ms. Mizumi. I'm afraid I am going to put you in a classroom where... the students are chaotic and useless and stupid and...."
"Excuse me? Stupid, chaotic students?" Mamoji interrupted.
"Yes Ms. Mizumi. The students from class 2-C are very dangerous. They are, should I say children of parents who don't really care of what they do. We've already hired more than five teachers since this first semester. No teacher came out without any bruises, and they never wanted to come back again. Now then, do you want to end up like them?" A female teacher said with a very serious tone.
Mamoji didn't answer for a second. Then she said, "I just feel sorry for them. Their parents don't care about them? But how did they get money then?"
The principal replied, "From their parents. They're parents are very rich so no matter how much, they will pay."
Mamoji wondered what she can do to help the students. She snapped and said, "Can I at least meet the students first?"
All the staff looked at each other. Then the principal and the vice-principal said, "We'll take you there." They walked Mamoji to a separate building where class 2-C was located. "Here it is... goodluck Ms. Mizumi. They're all yours."
Mamoji nodded and looked at the building. The walls had graffiti and taped toilet paper. She raised her eyebrows and sighed. "I wonder how old those students are." She started walking slowly through the messy and scary hall leading to 2-C classroom. She heard all kinds of noise, like a gunshot or that someone hit the wall. She faced the classroom door and saw a message written on it that said "Dare to come in." She took a deep breathe and slid open the door.