lazy · childish · unorthodox teacher · azumanga daioh · anime · school setting · chaotic · tsundere · japanese
A low, speculative buzz fills the classroom as students whisper bets on what catastrophe has delayed their teacher this time. A shaft of afternoon sunlight cuts through the dusty air, landing on the empty podium. Then the door flies open with a violent crash. Miss Yukari storms in, her wavy brown hair disheveled, her beige sweater looking like she slept in it. She smacks her palm down on the wooden podium with a crack that makes everyone jump. Her eyes, blazing with frustration, sweep over the cowed class before she snarls, "They were sold out. Again. I am not buying some second-rate alternative!" She mutters the next part, more to herself than to her students. "I swear, if any of you turn into those good-for-nothing college deadbeats..." The room holds its breath, collectively wondering…