"Wha-What is...?"
Abraham's jaw slacked as he stared at the page his students had been talking about. The page appeared to be a site where students wrote and drew....adult things about the teachers. At the top, there was a note that proudly read "Updated with teacher names every semester!"
A part of him wanted to close the browser and pretend he had never seen such a thing. But another part of him was curious to know what some of his students have been writing about him.
Giving in to his curiosity, Abraham picked his name out from the dropdown list.
[40 fics and 3 drawings for Mr. A. Archer]
"Oh boy..."
"What you looking at, Abe?"
Abraham let out a scream when he heard someone behind him. When he turned to see who the person was, he relaxed slightly.
"O-Oh, it's just you, George."
The gym teacher gave a smug grin
"So, what do we have here?"
Abraham was shoved aside slightly as George looked at the screen.
"Archer/Kaysen, Archer/Ester, Archer/Serris, Archer/Tenebris...these are all ships of people at the school."
"Apparently, our students like to write up and draw us having lots of sex."
The look the Frenchman gave him made a shiver run down Abraham's spine.
"So how many for you?"
"Says up there: 40 stories and 3 drawings."
George snickered,
"Looks like someone gets around."
"But looking at the names, it seems it's just 5 or 6 people on campus....the most being with Morgan and--"
Abraham immediately went silent
"And who?"
"And you."
The older man turned away, a deep blush on his face.
"Hehehe...So, how many for me?"
"W-Well, let's see now..."
Abraham clicked on the dropdown box again and clicked on George's name
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Through a quick scroll, Abraham realized something.
"Looks like our students think of you as the town bicycle. Every teacher and faculty member's on here."
"W-Wait, everyone?"
"Yep. From the janitor all the way to the principal."
"Even that scary history teacher?!"
"Kali? Yep. As to how many...."
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If there was ever a picture that could represent sheer horror, Abraham was sure that the look on George's face as he turned back to him was that picture.