Blackboard

"Who here hasn't answered yet?" the teacher smiles crookedly, lounging languidly on his chair. "Oh yeah, how could I forget about you? Ms. Martin, to the blackboard!" "How you've fucked me up, Mr. Gilbert!", I lazily rise from my seat, casting an irritated glance at him. "In every sense of the word!"

They buried her in 1978. But Miss Titi never left. When Ifunanya "Ify" Okonkwo returns to Saint Raphael’s Academy as a teacher, she expects a fresh start. But whispers of Miss Titi, her old teacher who died mysteriously after their final exams, make Ify uneasy. The very night she returns, she hears chalk scratching at the blackboard in her room. Words appear: "Do you remember?" As eerie visions pull Ify deeper into the past, she realizes Miss Titi isn’t haunting Saint Raphael’s for revenge—she’s searching for her killer. But Ify has locked away those memories for a reason. And if she remembers… she may not leave the school alive.

Zhou Min, an ordinary teacher at a private primary school, goes about his daily routine, shuttling around the campus, repeating the monotonous tasks of lesson preparation, teaching, and homework correction. He's like a puppet confined to a fixed track, with no excitement in his life. This seemingly calm life is completely shattered on an ordinary teaching day. That day, he was standing on the podium, talking eloquently as usual, but he didn't notice at all that a faint and eerie light and shadow was quietly spreading in the corner of the classroom. Just as he turned around to write on the blackboard, a piercing chill suddenly hit him. Then, a mysterious force swept over him with overwhelming power. His eyes went dark, and his consciousness dissipated instantly. When Zhou Min regained consciousness again, he found himself in a dim place. The air was filled with a damp and rotten smell. Strange towering trees grew in a twisted manner, and the criss - crossing vines seemed to hide countless pairs of spying eyes. From time to time, deep roars and rustling sounds of unknown origin could be heard. It was as if this wild and uninhabited land hid countless unknown secrets and deadly crises. Who, or what kind of force, brought him here? And what terrifying truths are hidden in this unknown wilderness?

If you could live your life over again, what would it be? Or like this time, to be an ordinary person, Or take the world as the stage, stir up the world, let the whole world dance around you, let people's hearts beat faster because of your every word and action? Write your own laws, set the rules I said, life is just a few decades, either light up yourself, or burn the world! In a strange universe, a world completely different from what we know,in a unique class, a professor who has been awarded many international academic honors, with his humble, awe and respect, wrote a name on the blackboard - Lynch!"

What would you do if you were reborn? Sylvia always asked herself while wallowing in the agony after being willful. Could I change my wrong decisions? Would I be able to study hard and make myself better? But can that miracle even happen? She was a typical nerdy myopic girl. Always silent and calm but cheerful with her family and friends. She excelled her high school and started to dream of studying auditing and accounting. Her parents were naturally very happy. So they spent a fortune to get her admitted to the specialized institution. She also passed the beginners certificate but after the first success, she fell into the delusion that she could do even without hard work. She started reading fantasy books and novels. It was not wrong that she was reading. But she would put aside her studies and preparation just to read novels. She was so addicted to it that even in between lectures she could not leave her novels alone. She couldn't pass the intermediate level even after multiple attempts. After seeing her peers being successful and getting their favorite jobs she felt so much remorse and guilt. Her parents were also very worried about her. But she would feel shameful and irritated hearing their advice. On one such night after quarreling with her parents, she went out for a breath and had an accident. But the pain was fading away. She was not lying on the road right now. Why was she sitting on that old bench in the classroom? Why is the blackboard filled with math formulae of the middle school? What? The date written on the corner was xx/xx/xx13.

Something before someone isn't good for some reason

Lu Ming, a genius who mastered all kinds of modern technology, was reborn into a world of cultivation. The powerful cultivators here could split the ground with little effort and crumble mountains with the flick of a finger. They were extremely fearsome! The dangers of this world of cultivation made Lu Ming feel very uneasy. Though he knew that the fellow disciples in his sect were friendly, Lu Ming was still envious when he saw them fly on their swords. Of course, knowledge could change destiny! Lu Ming decided that he was going to approach cultivation scientifically in an unscientific world of cultivation! Lu Ming took the stage as a newly inducted disciple and gave a speech during another cultivation seminar. "I think that a scientific way of refining elixirs will greatly increase the success rate of creating elixirs!" "If your affinity with the water element is zero and your hydrogen and oxygen elements are very strong, it means that your water element is also very powerful!" "Do you understand?" Lu Ming wrote an equation on the blackboard as he said, "This is the scientific elixir refining method that I've consolidated!" Everyone was rather confused after Lu Ming finished speaking. Even refining elixirs could be done scientifically? However, an alchemist could no longer extricate himself after testing out Lu Ming's formula for refining elixirs! "Scientific cultivation is real!" "Lu Ming's formula for refining elixirs is also real!"

If life could start anew, how would you choose? Would you be an ordinary person like this time, perhaps shining with subtle brilliance but unknown to the world, lying high in the clouds watching the ever-changing sky? Or would you take the world as your stage, stirring the winds and clouds of the world, making the whole world dance around you, causing people's hearts to race with every word and action? Compose your own laws, establish the rules I speak, life is short, spanning only a few decades—either illuminate yourself or set the world on fire! ==================== In a strange universe, in a world completely different from our familiar one, in a unique history class, a history professor awarded multiple international academic honors wrote a name on the blackboard—Simon! ==================== Film and television star: "I know Mr. Simon, and he praised my acting skills!" Renowned author: "Mr. Simon has brought me a lot of inspiration in my writing, and my success is thanks to his help!" Sports giant: "I want to thank Mr. Simon for guiding me, allowing me to find myself in the midst of confusion!" Art Grandmaster: "Art originates from life, and life originates from Simon!" Social celebrity: "I shook hands with Mr. Simon; he is a very amiable, approachable gentleman!" Federal dignitary: "I had dinner with Mr. Simon; he is witty, humorous, and wise—a remarkable person!" Everyone loves Mr. Simon, and no one can do without him!

Primo and Ayden are best friends before primo moves to United States even if they are still little they like to play games, Years had passed a new game was released into the public and it's called "Valorant" a team-based shooting game months passed since the game was released and most of the teenaager nowadays play the game even in Ayden's School they have a class for those who wants to pursue to be an esports player. One day while Ayden is copying notes in the Blackboard his friend Alexis went to him and convince him to participate also in the esports classes. Ayden really want to participate in the esports classes but he is not good in Valorant, While Ayden and Alexis were talking his phone begin to ring so he was surprised and begin to panicked. He was shocked to see Primo's number calling him, He immediately answer the phone and they begin to talk to each other and Ayden was surprise about what Primo have told him, Primo is going back to the Philippines to study, Ayden convinces Primo to study with him, Primo calmly agree to study to where he is. Knowing Ayden he got a plan up on his sleeves that is convincing his friend Primo to participate also in the e-sports classes that their school offer, Little did Ayden know that his friend Primo is in the Top of the leaderboard in the North America Region.

She is his teacher and he is her student, He loves her truly and she ignores it, He is rich, She is poor, He is full of life and she is under the burden of responsibilities, He is her protector and She is under his protection. Meet Daniyal Qureshi and Afreen Rizwan ''Tumhari himmat kaise hu, yeh sochne ki bhi, ki mein tum jaise ghatiya aur baigairat insan se mohabbat karungi, tum mere student ho, islam mein student aur teacher ke rishte ko pakeeza mana gaya hai, I hate you daniyal, Tumhe bas mera shareer chahiye, havas hai tumhe meri.'' Afreen said those words with anger , After listening to those words Daniyal looked at her with bloodshot eyes and grabbed her with his arms and pinned her to the blackboard. ''Afreen meri mohabbat ko tumne havas ka naam kaise diya, aaj mein saabit karunga ki tum bhi mujhse utni hi mohabbat karti ho'', He brushes his lips against her lips and kisses her passionately, and he gets shocked when his afreen ma'am kisses him back with equal passion. Join the love-hate tale of Afreen and Daniyal, which started as the taboo of student- teacher relationship and become a halal love of husband and wife.

would you mind repeating, please? I didn't get you there”. With a rustling sound everyone's head After a moment of silence, the whole room crease up. ”Do you want me to repeat this”, a dismally and insistent voice made the whole room back to their previous peace. ”Yeah. That one”, Sezen pointed out her forefinger towards the blackboard. giggling sounds were making noises in the room again. ”How many minutes have elapsed since I have repeated the same thing to you for the 3rd time”, He asked looking straight into her eyes with pissed written all over his face.

Qin Juran finds herself transmigrated into an old-fashioned campus romance novel one day. The original character was a typical pretty but feeble “white lotus.”* Nothing but a dense crybaby, ignorant in many ways. After being used as cannon fodder, pushed around through and through by the male lead, she ends up happily ever after with the same male lead who did nothing but look at her coldly throughout the entire story. In the blink of an eye, Qin Juran finds herself standing on top of a podium, a black minidress-wearing, smokey-eyed, pretty younger student standing besides her. She held a letter in her hand, saying, “Qin Juran, you say that you don’t like Fan Chuan, but your love letter sure says differently!” Amidst the stares of all the classmates around her, Qin Juran curved her lips and grabbed the letter, ripping it apart in a single motion. She stepped closer to the girl and leaned one hand on the blackboard behind her, tilting her chin up with the other. “What, are you jealous, babe?” Ruan Nan: ??? The rest of the class: ??? Ruan Nan: “Qin Juran, actually, I never liked Fan Chuan in the first place. I just wanted to steal something of yours.” Qin Juran: “What do you know, I never liked Fan Chuan either. I’d rather steal your heart.” “My name is Qin Juran, ‘Ju’ as in ‘unJUst desires.’ “My name is Ruan Nan, ‘Nan’ as in ‘iNANe life.’”** ——— As Qin Juran read that old-fashioned campus romance novel, she hated the white lotus main character, of the same name, from the start. Instead, she was fascinated by the cool, brave, dashing, straightforward “evil” second female lead. She always hoped that one day in the future… “Ruan Nan, do you know what it means, to long that for ‘one day’”? **The Chinese character for “jū” in Qin Juran’s name is the same character as in the term “jūxīnpǒcè,” which means to harbor ill intentions. Similarly, the character for “nán” in Ruan Nan’s name is in the term “Tài nánle,” which is an expression for “life is too hard.” These were the closest equivalents I could come up with English.