Mr. Great Kisser

"Can I kiss you?" Asked Mr. Harold, the Mathematics teacher who has been the subject of lusty daydreaming of my best friend, Zetta, and other female students.“Eh? Nooooo!” I answered nervously. We are in the gym."Why?" He asked he dared to ask?! Duh!"You are a teacher and I am your student...duh." I take it as my way out of the gym. He asked me to talk inside the building?! Huh... I should know better, than not to trust any human with a penis! Why? Because they are the real pervert. That teacher dared to ask for a kiss? He is granted a great punch, kick, or maybe slap?I ran as fast as I could to my class. I have to climb two floors to arrive to my class.I am Lilibeth Kolton, a 2nd-grade student at Fonton Senior High School, majoring in social studies, I'm not that pretty actually...not at all! I am only 160 cm tall, my face is not that great, my nose is not that pointed, my lips are not thick, my front and rear bumpers are minimal, and my brain is so-so. There should be no reaso

"Are you done yet?" Asked my friend, and that is maybe everyone's least favorite word today. Who can finish it? It's just crazy... That was also Zetta's saying as soon as I sat down in my seat. She is already in her sports uniform, sitting with a super gloomy face. The same face…with all the faces of the students in my class this morning. We will have gym class in the first hour of the day, so we left already in gym uniforms and with our hair in pigtails. Had breakfast, brought money, had prepared ourselves that Mr. Harold might torture us because there was no way we can finish it in one day! 50 problems that have to be copied into homework books and be done, it just... Impossible. I only rewrote the questions, with a smiley image at the end of the sheet. Peace sign! Peace… peace.Only magic creatures can solve all of them!“Just write the question, copying it down.. every word!?" I replied resignedly."The same. Eheheheeh… only did twenty questions. For the other 30, I drew a lot of

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!" I cried as I hit his shoulder. He was still trapping me in his room and I could only do this. How pathetic!"Wha... what? Don't tell me this is your first kiss! Eh?""Asshole! What do you think I am?! asshole!" I hit him harder now.Mr. Harold backed off and I was finally able to run outside. I kept running towards the school exit gate. Home. I cried on the way, on the bus, then on the path before reaching home. Right at the doorstep of my house, I wiped away all my tears. No one at home is allowed to know.From then on, I never saw Mr. Harold again. That's good. I am grateful, but not all the girls in our school protested heavily. Questioning where their idol teacher had gone. My high school days ended sweetly, although some annoying incidents happened. Like Rocky still chasing me. He expressed his feelings repeatedly, but I rejected him every time.Thanks to Mr. Harold, I hate men, I hate the relationship between men and women. If I could choose, I'd rat

I've been working at CreaGo for two years now, as the most reliable admin in the place. My duties are related to all the trivial things, which are not too crucial, but if I'm not there, well... there will be a lot of protests. I prepare meeting materials, meeting rooms, drinks for meetings, photocopies, pantry stock, inter-departmental memos, plus if there are outdoor activities.Besides working at CreaGo, I also help Zetta, my best friend who is now a national class model. To be precise, I became her back dancer even though I kept my face covered, to hide my identity. Zetta is famous for her beautiful face, and because she's good at making TikTok videos related to cover dancing. There, I acted as her back dancer. There's one of the most famous videos. That's what made her super famous. Not bad... I can get some pocket money from her.As a replacement, my best friend Zetta, who was beautiful from birth, became the company's brand ambassador. If there's an off-air event, she'll fill in

"Li... Lili..." Mr. Edo called me with a pained face. What the heck, why is our Marketing Head so upset?"What's the problem, Mr. Edo?""You! Book Signing! Must, must, must! You must Attend it! If Zetta can't make it, it's okay. The important thing is that you! You must attend the event!" he threatened with a horror face. Mr. Edo is really scary sometimes, he liked doing some goth stuff. "What the heck sir... why are you moping like that!" I teased. It's fun to tease people who are on deadline for important events. Ehhe."Anyway, if you don't come! I'll intercept you in the parking lot!" he threatened again. I could only chuckle. Indeed, lately, I've been assigned a lot of outdoor tasks, because there are a lot of preparations for launching events, fan meetings, and book signings of our official authors. I only go to the office once or twice a week, the rest of the time I'm out. With Rama's approval, of course.Until the day of the event, I didn't know the reason why Mr. Edo is upset