ALL THE FEMALE TEACHERS WANTED A TASTE OF HIM

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A Glimpse of the End

The entire school gathered in the large hall, murmuring among themselves. David stood among his classmates, his heart pounding. Principal Ade stepped onto the stage, his expression grave.

"Students and staff," he began, his voice echoing through the hall, "it has come to my attention that inappropriate relationships and favoritism have disrupted the integrity of our academic environment. After a thorough investigation, I have made a difficult decision regarding one of our students, David."

The murmurs grew louder. David's classmates turned to look at him, their faces a mixture of shock and curiosity.

"Effective immediately," Principal Ade continued, "David is expelled from this school. His actions, along with the involvement of Corper Mary, have compromised the values we uphold as an institution. This decision is final."

Gasps filled the room. David felt as though the ground had been pulled out from under him. He turned back to look at his best friend, Peter, with a long, deep stare.

But to understand how it came to this, we must go back to the beginning.

Episode 1: The Curse of a Face

In the third row by the window sat David, a boy whose appearance was hard to ignore. His uniform was spotless, his tie perfectly knotted, and his hair neatly trimmed. But it wasn't just his neatness that stood out; David's skin had a smooth, radiant glow, his lips were naturally pink, and his lashes were so long and dark that they looked as if they had been drawn on. His striking features often drew comments from students and even some teachers.

As Mrs. Daniels explained the use of figurative expressions, she suddenly stopped mid-sentence and turned to David. Her eyes narrowed as she scrutinized his face. "David," she said sharply, causing the other students to turn and look at him.

"Yes, Ma'am?" David replied, his voice calm and respectful.

Mrs. Daniels folded her arms. "Why are you wearing makeup to my class, young man? Stand up and leave my class immediately. Go and wash your face before you come back."

David's face fell, but he stood up immediately. He didn't want to cause trouble. As he walked out of the classroom, whispers erupted among the students. Some felt sorry for him, while others found the situation amusing.

Outside the classroom, David leaned against the wall, feeling embarrassed. He didn't understand why people couldn't accept that his looks were natural. He had dealt with similar accusations before, but it always stung. He sighed deeply, trying to focus on the breeze brushing against his face.

Inside the classroom, Mrs. Daniels continued her lesson. One of the girls, Anita, whispered to her friend, "David is too fine for his own good. I think that's why Mrs. Daniels is mad."

As the bell rang for the next period, David returned to the classroom. His face was clean, but he still looked just as radiant. Mrs. Daniels gave him a stern look but said nothing as he quietly took his seat. The rest of the day passed uneventfully, but David couldn't shake off the embarrassment he had felt earlier.

When school ended, David walked home with his best friend, Peter. Peter was a cheerful and loyal boy who never failed to stand by David's side. As they walked, Peter tried to lighten the mood. "Don't mind Mrs. Daniels, David. She's just jealous because you're finer than her."

David laughed despite himself. "You're not serious, Peter."

"But it's not just her. People are always making comments about how I look. Sometimes I wish I looked ordinary."

"Ordinary? No way!" Peter exclaimed. "Do you know how many people wish they looked like you? You should be proud of yourself, David. Forget the haters."

David smiled. Peter always knew how to make him feel better. But deep down, David wondered if his appearance would always make him a target for attention, good or bad.

The sun hung high in the sky that afternoon, casting a golden glow over Jira High School. David sat under a tree near the school sports field, his head resting on his knees. It was another day of being sent out of the classroom for reasons he still couldn't fully understand. His friend Peter, ever loyal and concerned, approached him with his usual bright demeanor.

"David, what's going on again? Why do they keep sending you out of class?" Peter asked, sitting beside him.

David shrugged, his expression clouded with frustration. "I don't know, Peter. I honestly don't. Mrs. Daniels says it's because I'm distracting, but I don't do anything to distract anyone. I just sit there and listen."

Peter furrowed his brow, thinking for a moment before replying, "This doesn't make any sense. If you're not doing anything wrong, then it's not fair. Have you talked to anyone about this? Maybe you should tell our class teacher. She's usually nice and might understand."

David looked at Peter doubtfully. "Do you think she'll listen? What if she just tells me the same thing as the others?"

"It's worth a shot," Peter said, standing up and pulling David to his feet. "Come on, let's go to the staff office. You can explain everything to her. Maybe she'll help."

Reluctantly, David agreed. The two boys began walking toward the staff office, their polished shoes crunching against the gravel path. David felt a mixture of nervousness and hope. Maybe this would finally give him some answers or at least someone to talk to about his frustrations.

As they reached the door to the staff office, they slowed down when they heard voices coming from inside. Two female teachers were speaking in hushed tones, their words carrying through the open window.

"That boy, David, is just too handsome," one of them said with a soft laugh. Her voice was unmistakably that of Miss Ephy, a Youth Corper who was teaching in the school for the year. "I wish he were older. If he were, I would have loved to date or even marry him."

Peter's eyes widened, and he turned to David, who stood frozen in place. They exchanged a look of shock before turning their attention back to the conversation inside.

The other teacher, whose voice David recognized as Mrs. Daniels, let out a sigh. "It's not just that, Ephy. His beauty is distracting. I can't concentrate in class when I'm teaching him. That's why I always send him out. It's easier for me to focus without him sitting there looking like some kind of movie star."

Episode 2: A Dangerous Game

Without a word, David turned away from the staff office, his head hanging low. Peter followed him as they walked in silence toward the large baobab tree that stood at the edge of the school compound. When they reached the shade of the tree, David sank to the ground and buried his face in his hands.

"Damn," David said, his voice muffled by his hands. "Why does my face cause so much trouble? I didn't ask to look like this. Why did God make me this way if it was only going to be a burden?"

Peter sat down beside him, his expression full of concern. "David, it's not your fault. You heard them. It's their problem, not yours. They're the ones who are being unfair, not you."

"But I'm the one who has to suffer for it," David replied, his voice cracking. "I just want to be treated like everyone else. I don't want to stand out so much. I don't want to be punished for something I can't control."

As the afternoon wore on, the school bell rang, signaling the end of the day. David and Peter got up and began walking home together, the events of the day still fresh in their minds. Peter, ever the problem-solver, couldn't shake off what they'd overheard at the staff office. He turned to his friend, determined to cheer him up.

"David," Peter started, placing a hand on his shoulder, "I've been thinking about this whole thing, and I think you've been looking at it the wrong way. What if you used it to your advantage? Instead of feeling like it’s a burden, why don't you find a way to make them like you even more?"

David frowned. "Use it to my advantage? How? These teachers don't even want me in their classrooms."

Peter grinned. "That's where you're wrong, my friend. What if you started being extra nice to one of them, like Miss Mary? She's a Youth Corper, and she already likes you."

David hesitated. He wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea of using his looks to gain favor, but Peter's suggestion made sense. It was better than feeling helpless. "All right, Peter. I'll give it a try."

The next day, David decided to put Peter's plan into action. He began by helping Miss Mary, offering to carry her books. She was surprised but pleased, and they chatted on the way to the staff office. Over the next few days, David made it a habit to help her with small tasks. Their conversations became more frequent and personal.

One day, Miss Mary called David to her desk. "David," she said warmly, "you've been so helpful lately. But I hope you're not doing this because you think you're in trouble with the other teachers. You're a good boy, and it's not your fault if some people don't know how to handle your uniqueness."

Their growing bond didn't go unnoticed. During a staff meeting, Mrs. Daniels commented to Miss Mary, "Don't you think it's inappropriate to get so close to a student?" Unbothered, Miss Mary defended David.

Soon after, Mrs. Daniels began to act differently toward David, no longer sending him out of her class. "She's jealous," Peter pointed out. "You're winning them over without even realizing it."

David's confidence grew. Seeing this, Peter leaned in one day with a new suggestion. "If you're smart about it, you can use your closeness with these teachers to secure better grades. Imagine if you start coming first in every test and exam."

The idea sank in. David doubled down on his efforts, assisting not just Miss Mary but also Mrs. Daniels and Mrs. Grace. The teachers, in turn, grew even fonder of him.

A few weeks later, the class test results were announced. Miss Mary walked into the classroom, holding a stack of marked papers. She smiled. "Now, for the top three positions," she paused for dramatic effect. "In third place, we have Sarah with 78%. In second place, Peter with 84%. And in first place, David with an outstanding 92%!"

The class erupted into Applause, but Peter sat frozen in his seat, his face clouded with disbelief. He had always come first in class, and this was the first time anyone had beaten him. He glanced at David, who was smiling shyly as the class congratulated him. Peter felt a surge of anger and jealousy.

Episode 3: The Betrayal

After class, Peter walked home alone, replaying the events in his mind. How could David have overtaken him? He had been the one to suggest that David get closer to the teachers, but now it felt like his advice had backfired. He remembered how Miss Mary always gave David extra attention and began to suspect that favoritism was at play.

"David must have gotten those grades because of his closeness to Miss Mary," Peter muttered to himself. "It's not fair. This was supposed to help him, not take my place."

Peter's resentment grew with each passing day. He started to distance himself from David, avoiding their usual hangouts under the baobab tree. David noticed the change in his friend's behavior and tried to talk to him, but Peter always brushed him off with vague excuses.

One afternoon, as Peter sat alone, he decided he couldn't keep his frustrations to himself any longer. He resolved to expose what he believed was an unfair advantage.

The next morning, Peter marched to the principal's office. Principal Ade, a stern but fair man, looked up from his desk as Peter entered. "Yes, Peter? What brings you here?" Principal Ade asked, adjusting his glasses.

Peter hesitated for a moment but then decided to speak his mind. "Sir, I have something important to tell you. It's about David and some of the teachers in our school."

The principal frowned. "Go on."

Peter took a deep breath. "David has been getting very close to the female teachers, especially Miss Mary. I think that's why he's been getting such high grades recently. It's not fair to the rest of us."

Principal Ade leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "Are you saying that the teachers are favoring David because of his relationship with them?"

"Yes, sir," Peter replied. "I even overheard some of them talking about how handsome he is. They like him too much, and it's affecting their judgment."

Principal Ade nodded thoughtfully. He looked at Peter, a storm of calculations behind his eyes, and then said slowly, "Thank you for bringing this to my attention, Peter. I will look into it."

Episode 4: The Final Judgment

Principal Ade called Corper Mary into his office after the meeting with the other teachers. His stern expression made it clear that this was not going to be a pleasant conversation. Corper Mary, though visibly nervous, tried to maintain her composure. She sat down in the chair opposite him, clutching her notebook tightly.

"Miss Mary," Principal Ade began, folding his hands on his desk. "I've received reports that you've been unusually close to a student, David. This has raised serious concerns among your colleagues and the school administration. I need you to explain yourself."

Corper Mary took a deep breath. "Sir, it's true that I've been close to David, but it's not what people are making it out to be. David is a bright boy, and I decided to help him after school because he showed interest in improving his grades. That's all there is to it."

The principal frowned, his tone growing sharper. "Helping a student is one thing, Miss Mary, but several teachers have reported that your relationship with David seems inappropriate."

"Sir, those teachers are simply jealous of my approach to teaching," Corper Mary replied, her voice rising slightly. "There's nothing improper about our relationship."

Principal Ade didn't appear convinced. He picked up a folder from his desk. "Miss Mary, I have testimonies from three teachers—Mrs. Daniels, Mrs. Grace, and Mrs. Okon—all of whom have stated that your closeness to David is unprofessional. Are you saying all of them are wrong?"

Corper Mary hesitated, knowing that arguing against their collective testimony would only worsen the situation. "Sir, I believe their testimonies are influenced by personal feelings rather than facts," she said carefully.

Principal Ade leaned back, clearly unimpressed. "I cannot ignore the weight of these allegations, Miss Mary. Your actions have created an environment of discomfort and suspicion. I'll have to take action." Before she could respond, he dismissed her.

David, meanwhile, was hurt by the betrayal. He confronted Peter after school, his voice trembling with emotion. "Peter, why did you do this? I thought we were friends."

Peter avoided his gaze. "I'm sorry, David, but I couldn't keep quiet. It felt like you were getting an unfair advantage. I didn't like losing to you."

David looked at him sadly. "Friendship isn't a competition, Peter. I hope you realize that before it's too late."

The next day, the principal called an emergency assembly. The entire school gathered in the large hall, murmuring among themselves. David stood among his classmates, his heart pounding.

Principal Ade stepped onto the stage, his expression grave. "Students and staff," he began, "it has come to my attention that inappropriate relationships and favoritism have disrupted the integrity of our academic environment. After a thorough investigation, I have made a difficult decision regarding one of our students, David."

The murmurs in the hall grew louder. David's classmates turned to look at him.

"Effective immediately," Principal Ade continued, "David is expelled from this school. His actions, along with the involvement of Corper Mary, have compromised the values we uphold as an institution. This decision is final."

Gasps filled the room. David felt as though the ground had been pulled out from under him. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Expelled? For what? David turned back to look at Peter with a long, deep stare. He thought about the best revenge he could take on Peter.