(A/N: Not too sure how to feel about this. What's about to happen in this chapter or how many would not only want a teacher that looks like this but also what the possible scenarios behind what the title implies.)

Anyways (I'm actually laughing about this)

Enjoy the chap!

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(Y/N's POV)

I opened my eyes to feel a faint light, shortly after finally able to notice it's the sun slowly shining into my bedroom. Sitting up a little after stirring myself awake with reminders to get some stuff done today I got out of bed and stretched a little before checking my alarm. Could probably start getting ready while I'm the only one going to school today. It's only...5:37. Must've had a really good night being able to sleep all the way through.

Hopefully no-one else is awake so all I'd need to do would be to leave the house. The rest should take care of itself. Remembering how often Jacklyn has stuck with me this'll be the first time when I'm not around her at all. "Well...before we met I was never around her until then she's always arou--" smacking myself to get in the shower after managing to waste time ,even if for a second, about pointing out the obvious in my own head. A quick cold shower, some casual clothes because I really don't give a shit about school uniform policies and thankfully mine doesn't have those, and I'm already good to go right out the door. I turn off my alarm and head towards the steps.

Midway down the stairs my mind had refreshed the events from days prior remembering that someone else is currently living on my couch. I doubt the chances of Jacklyn being a heavy sleeper or even heavy enough to not hear me both come down the stairs and then out of the house. First glance once being able to see the couch and she doesn't seem to be up. Getting a full view of her, its clear that she is in fact asleep. I'm positive the couch cushions have powers if it's possible her conscious is more focused on how relaxing and comfy it feels even laying on top of them. Guess there's only one task left... 

(Third POV)

Y/N began to slowly walk towards the door as Jacklyn still laid on the couch with no sign of waking up. Before fully turning the door knob, the thought of guilt and abandonment came into rise. For so long now there was clearly a problem having her presence around, while Y/N personally did enjoy her company there is one side that constantly brings up that this tall and beautifully built woman still not long ago revealed about being a serial killer. It constantly made its way interrupting any positive thoughts at the time, like a sign saying to call the police and arrest Jacklyn for what she's known for. Yet it sounds stupid to permanently label a person over something like that. Not to make killing people sound little to no threat at all towards others, the real point is Jacklyn shows potential in wanting to change in some way even if she's so far only been able to push herself to try by relying on Y/N being close by. It's strange yet understandable since she answered some of his questions before in not having socialized with anybody in such a long time. Her only real skill is like an unassigned assassin wanting to eliminate anyone unapproved of which in this case are mainly teenagers.

Pushing away the prejudice judgmental side Y/N dropped his backpack by the door and sat beside Jacklyn on the couch. In the process of waking her, Jacklyn immediately sat up and fixed the bangs from her brown short hair yet it looked cute. Actually the more attention upon her appearance she'd be considered some sort of cosplayer that wanted to have a more erotic approach. The only question would then be whether if she wants to be the submissive or dominant receiver...to try looking that way for a guy of course. A girl then oh god the other person would be admiring her abs first over anything else since that alone is more exposed. Y/N by this point can easily see how if anyone finds her attractive in a sexual way it'd have to start with how much Jacklyn is already showing.

Jacklyn: Good morning Y/N.

Y/N: Morning Jackie.

Jacklyn: *blushes with her hands over her legs* W-w-what are we going to make today for breakfast? *points at kitchen* B-because I..... r-really enjoyed last night's meal but I don't mind if you need to do something first. I-I just really love your cooking that...well about everything you make is amazing.

Y/N: U-uh. Wow...I appreciate the compliment. Unfortunately I don't think we have a lot of time so I'll start getting something ready. *walks toward kitchen* Now to answer any questions related to why I don't have any time or what exactly am I doing, I'm going to school in a few. I'll make you some stuff to eat in case you don't want to eat whatever Brianna or Aubree make while they stay home today.

Jacklyn: How long will you be gone? Can't I come with you? Is the school you're going to near other teenagers?

Y/N: Woah woah woah *making a slow down hand gesture* I'm only going to be gone for a few hours. About 3-4 since most classes feel like a breeze the second I start. Just fucking math that teacher hates my guts.

Jacklyn: *serious* Is this math teacher a problem? Should I come with you just to make sure you're safe?

Y/N: Jackie calm down its no big deal. Plus teachers can be douchebags regardless the grade you're in. I think it only becomes a bigger deal when you graduate because you gotta point out the bs right then and there otherwise you'd have to sit with a D- or an F out of keeping quiet. Me being quiet knowing my mom would probably threaten to come to the school and have herself arrested for picking a fight with the teacher over purposely failing me out of spite.

Jacklyn: But-

Y/N: Jacklyn *"places" hand on shoulder.* there's no need to worry. Besides from Brianna and Aubree, all three of us are about finished for the school year. Last school year in fact so once we're done it's possible to be with you for as long as both you and I feel.

Jacklyn: I...I just don't want you to get hurt or be upset. Especially knowing me and all I'd be more than willing to do whatever it takes.

Y/N:...

Jacklyn: What? Aren't we friends? I'll always help you after all you've done for me.

Y/N: *mumbles* Really taking the idea of showing you anything outside the woods as a life memento huh?

Jacklyn: *soft voice* Well of course.

Y/N: *surprised* W-well I uhhhh. That is interesting to hear. Even if you've said it yourself a few times already. To clarify for you there I repeat there is nothing to worry about. Now let's eat *turns around walking toward table*

Jacklyn: *hugs from behind* I-I just...don't want you to l-leave me.

Y/N: *in mind* Brianna might've jinxed the likelihood of having a hug competition if she keeps wrapping her arms over me.

After having another tender moment, this time they're again alone, Y/N made breakfast and some extra food for later in the day so Jacklyn won't get hungry while he's gone.

(SPEED BREAK...different way to say timeskip since I currently do not have any ideas for a scenario of Y/N on his way to school)

Currently in front of the school (Side Note: Don't put 'Teenage School' in search. A few attempts for a good indoor school picture and uhhh yeah don't put that in search.) 

Y/N began to enter the building which really sort of looks like a lounge for students who arrive early before classes officially start.

Normally aside from being able to enter the mini library, they even had snacks and a spot to pick up ACTUAL delicious breakfast or lunch in case anybody chooses to eat within the school itself.

Y/N continued walking down the spare grouped seats until he saw the two other partners of Aubree and Brianna's music group sitting by themselves.

Evelyn Carmichael

Aurora Kennicot

(Besides their faces on with it)

Evelyn: Hey Y/N.

Aurora: Hello Y/N.

Y/N: *walking up to them* Hey Ev. *Looks at Aurora* I'm guessing you didn't want to wear your attire specifically for the group Auro? You remember how some people considered you were an advanced tech army soldier with that outfit.

Aurora: While I hardly care due to actually having some pretty good combat skills. After that whole experience all in 20 minutes doing one dance move a few nights back...I don't know if I really wanted to. Considering I'd hopefully get a break for not having it today.

(Flashback)

Brianna: Come on girls! We've gotta make this perfect!

Aubree: Doin it already.

Evelyn: Kill me now.

Aurora: Honestly these feel kinda tight and did I really need to dye my hair?

Brianna: YES! I dyed mine and you guys know how much I hate the idea of having blonde hair! Now PUSH IT!

(Present)

Y/N: You don't need to worry about that since Aubree and Bri are taking it easy for today. They're not coming.

Evelyn: Oh? I'm surprised to see you here then because who knows what fun could've went on if all 5 of us were back to your place~?

Y/N: Yeah no. I'm more focused on other things anyway so the experience might not even be worth it if one suddenly can't put in the effort.

Evelyn: *raises eyebrows* Ohhh so you're actually willing to try it? Didn't know that was your dirty secret all along~ Just hoping for some little harem to happen aren't you~?

Y/N: Hold on now. When exactly was this story created of me hoping to join in on a foursome of girls fucking each other? I so far only know Brianna the most with Bree in second Aurora in third then you in last place.

Evelyn: Well you never want to spend time with us. *crosses arms* I'm actually offended AND shocked hearing from Brianna herself that you'd prefer being the lone wolf who'd stay indoors all day than go outside to talk to people.

Y/N: *mumbles under breath* Really...guessing everyone needs to fucking judge me for being different compared to some typical asswipe wanting to ramble out loud all damn day. *starts walking away*

This sudden negative action caused both girls in feeling more concern towards Y/N, recall from a few phone call conversations and group text chats, knowing his case when still preferring to stay an introvert after talking with Brianna and Aubree.

Evelyn + Aurora: Y/N hold on/Hey wait a second.

Y/N: *walks up stairs* All because I don't want to sit around and waste my time trying to talk about whatever especially when it isn't even supported to start a conversation.

Speakers: Attention students. Due to a few teachers calling out for today only classes Math and Technology are available for lessons. If you have either of the two or both in your schedule head straight over since this is a shorter school day. Have a good day.

Y/N: *mentally groans* I already have to deal with one teacher who despises me and to think of the chances she'd be my teacher for the whole school day. Almost everybody stays home anyways now that online classes are a thing.

As Y/N walks up to the entrance of the classroom, he sees his teacher standing near the window.

Y/N: Morning

She turns around.

Fiora Ramos

Note her traditional French accent.

Ms. Ramos: Hmm? Oh it's just you today?

Y/N: It's just me. Most people in my class are absent. *sits in seat*

Ms. Ramos: Anyone else by chance in the hallway? Wouldn't hurt to make sure so far not seeing any of my favorite students come by.

Y/N: *checks both directions from doorway* No. Probably late or there's nobody coming.

Ms. Ramos: Well that is unfortunate. I guess it'll be just you then. *gathers worksheets* Answer these. I'll be right back. *steps outside*

(Y/N's POV)

As much as I don't care for school just simply doing the assignment can give me some time for myself later. Keeping in mind the reminder from my guidance counselor, it isn't necessarily required to pass Math since I have enough credits/courses to graduate even before I was given this class. Probably to look special if I do by getting into honor rolls or being offered more "opportunities" by leaving with high grades. I honestly feel bad for those who spend day and night to get that A+ for...anything really. Lessons today from almost every school is bs let alone completely outdated and not needed for a lot of careers out there.

*clears throat*

!!

Ms. Ramos: Are you alright?

Y/N: Yeah I'm fine. Trying to focus while it's still a bit early for me.

Ms. Ramos: It's best to try and make going to bed before late into a habit Y/N.

From my peripheral vision while focused on the paper in front of me, I did notice.

 She's quite close to me before and after she supposedly left the classroom.

Ms. Ramos: There's nobody else here so *rubs his shoulder* I guess you can take it easy for the time being.

Silence

Ms. Ramos: Ease up Y/N. *caresses his shoulder* Just focus on your assignment.

Y/N: Doing just that. *in mind* A bit strange how being the only one in class now reminds me of those 1 hour episodes from sitcoms where "inevitably" the student and teacher confess their feelings all because nobody else is there. Or at least until maybe a random student or the principal would walk in and immediately run out because by then the two are making out.

Ms. Ramos: *plays with your hairs* How was your weekend?

Y/N: My weekend was fine. Not much else happened after hearing about a huge fire nearly destroying someone's apartment on the news channel. *unsure of how to respond after* How was your weekend? I guess you were doing something?

Ms. Ramos: A little bit of exercises mostly just to make sure I follow my routine to stay flexible. *walks over to desk* You know *pulls your chair to face her* I have taken note of your actions in my class Y/N.

Y/N: My...actions on what?

Ms. Ramos: *adjusts scarf* Your performance in general Y/N. You're usual behavior of entering my class, spending an entire class period to yourself if not asked something from the other students, if I call on you to answer something it's either you take forever to give me a response that's overall correct or act completely clueless making a horrible guess.

Y/N: Sometimes the equation isn't as easy to understand.

Ms. Ramos: That isn't the point of this discussion. I can clearly tell that you are if not fully then mostly aware of what's going on around yet refusing to participate or even communicate with anyone can lead to problems. Your social skills WILL get worse and if by chance there is discomfort in whatever future career, passion, or hobby, you'll immediately lose interest wanting to stay in a corner to avoid what must be confronted directly to overcome any problem.

Y/N: I've always been quiet. Don't really see how not talking means I'm doomed to fail at whatever I try.

*chuckles*

Y/N:?...What?

Ms. Ramos: