Class D (For Diaper)

Dammit, dammit, dammit!  I ran down the empty school halls and pushed open the classroom door.  All the students looked up when I entered, shock all over their faces.  I let out a sigh of embarrassment and walked to the chalkboard. "Yeah, yeah.  I'm late.  So we better get to work, right?" I picked up the chalk and wrote an equation from the homework. "Can anyone solve this one?"

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There sure was a lot of muttering in the student body, but nobody seemed to be offering up any solutions to the equation on the board - just a whole lot of confused and confounded expressions and hushed whispering from the girls in the class.

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I crossed my arms and looked at my students with a bit of irritation. "Just because I was late doesn't mean you all get to ignore the lesson!  Miss Izumi--" Oh, who am I kidding?  She wouldn't have done the homework.  Why did I have to teach Class C?

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"Miss Kuroi," One of the girls in back raised her hand, expression on her face blank as could be and lacking detail, and the exacerbated teacher grumped in response. "Is this about the homework, Ikari?" "No Ma'am, it's about your um..." Another student piped in, maybe capitalizing on the moment. "I did the homework, Miss Kuroi, could you continue and explain it?" Well, at least someone in the class didn't want to point out the elephant in the room.

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"Of course," I said with a smile.  Wow, the students seemed really engaged today!  Maybe I'll be late to class more often.  I turned back to the board and continued the lesson with renewed passion.

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There was a lot more gossiping, passing notes, even cameras being clicked as quiet as could be, but one thing was for sure: Miss Kuroi definitely has the attention of the entire class undivided. Eyes forward? Absolutely and without a doubt. It's just... it was never the board that the students were looking at, oh no no...

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After an hour, I dismissed the students and let out a sigh of relief.  Finally.  I sat down in my chair behind my desk and jumped back up to my feet in surprise.  The wood was so cold on my thighs!  And that's when I looked down and realized... I had forgotten to put my pants on this morning.  And I was still wearing my night-time underwear!  I sat back down and put my head down on my desk, hiding my blushing red cheeks.  I couldn't go home now; I'd have to spend the rest of the school day behind this desk. "Worst day ever," I muttered.