Assassination Classroom Cosplay Novels & Stories

"Anyway, you look good, Rose. Like, effortlessly cool. Black hoodie, headphones—mysterious, edgy, slightly deadly. You’re giving the main character energy." Rose laughed. "That’s because I am the main character." The girls burst into giggles just as they reached the classroom door. Despite the heavy atmosphere in the hallways, Rose felt a bit of that weight lift. With Kehlani and Sandra beside her, the staring didn’t feel as suffocating. The moment they stepped into the classroom, the chatter halted. Dozens of eyes turned toward them. The silence was so thick it nearly choked the air. Kehlani looked down.

He was turned into a weak, limp marionette, dangling from Zayn’s hand. Zayn nonchalantly tossed him to the ground and looked down at him from above. He then asked, “Which club do you belong to?” The lead assassin’s pupils constricted from shock once again upon hearing Zayn’s query. “Who… Who are you?” the assassin stuttered. “Let me guess, you’re from the Order of the Solar Temple?” Zayn asked. The assassins had auras very similar to Shaun Shapiro. The lead assassin’s pupils constricted from even more, apparently confirming that Zayn was right.

Sadie said. “I'm glad you're mine,” Chloe responded. “We're always going to be friends, right?” “Of course, dork.” They made their way, still hand in hand, to the row of cubby holes in the back of the classroom, where they detached long enough to pull out the bits of their costumes that had been deemed “classroom inappropriate.” Sadie, who was now holding a plastic molded broom, glanced nervously around the room. When she was content that the other students weren't paying her any attention, she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

Music can be heard from the entrance of the hall, the DJ playing halloween themed songs like thriller and bury a friend while mixing it with disco tunes. Since it's Halloween, Victory had chosen to go as Queen Amidala, adopting the character's kimono-like outfit when the queen visited Senator Palpatine's apartment on Coruscant. To attain a similar look, Victory had chosen to wear a kimono, a t-shaped, wrapped front garment with square sleeves and a rectangular body. The lilac outfit is made out of silk and had an intricate weave drawn onto the fabric that shimmers under the light.

Jessica’s P.O.V “What’s your…who are you wearing?” Over the upbeat music spilling from the speakers, I almost knocked my drink to the ground as the tiny voice behind me startled me. “I don’t know who this is?” “Hi, birthday girl.” I smiled, ignoring the red stain on the gold color chlamys which was draped around my body and clipped on my shoulders. Beneath the chlamys was a pure white chiton that hugged my every curve. With the golden leaf tiara on my head and golden bracelets around my arms and ankles, it should be easy to realize who I was cosplaying but I guess Mina didn’t know.

My arms let go of her figure and I scan her outfit which I find pretty later. She always dresses up like an angel. Or I say just like Lolita. She is wearing a white knee-length dress with red small heart patterns. There is a pearl necklace wrapped around her neck and black shoes on her feet. I wonder if she is not into old men. "Thanks, you know I just can't stay sad all the damn time," I say as we walk into the classroom. The sound of my classmates' shouting falls in my ears and I turn my eyes and see that my classmates are playing with fun by throwing and catching something.

Rex whispers, making me laugh. "Hey fuck off; I have my fantasy; you guys have yours." Seth slumped in his seat, pouting like a child as Terry consoled him with a kiss on his cheek which made his frown turn upside down. "I cosplayed once," Ares announces out of the blue. "I wore a white tux, with a black dress shirt and tie. Looking like James Bond." I shift in my seat to look at Ares. "What you wore was your communion outfit. That wasn't cosplaying."

Asha was a Beta and normally trained on the other side of the training field with the rest of the pack, unlike Layla who trained alone with Adrian because she was trained for a specific purpose. Ever since she could remember, Blake had made sure that she was trained by his best warriors, trained to be an assassin. From the time he had rescued her as a child, Blake told her how her entire family had been murdered by the Alpha of the Black Water Pack, Seth Black Water. Both her parents, along with the rest of her pack, had been slaughtered and wiped out by Alpha Seth and the Black Water Pack and Layla had sworn to take revenge for her parent’s deaths. She had trained for the last ten years for

that had been prepared for her on the bed. It was a cute and innocent-looking Japanese high school uniform. A tiny white shirt, a short plaid skirt, and clean white knee-high socks. But what made it extraordinary was the “accessory” that was placed next to it… a thin black leather collar with a leash made of a small silver chain. “Tonight… we’re going to play a game,” Kieran’s voice came from the shadows, before her tall, broad figure slowly appeared under the spotlight. Kieran was in the role of the all-powerful “Master.” She wore a black shirt with a few buttons undone, revealing her strong chest, tight black slacks, and in her hand, she held a small, shiny polished leather cane.

Just then, a knife went through his skull, stopping him in his tracks and he falls dead on the ground. “ They're very easy to kill. Severely injure them. That's pretty much all it takes.” An Asian-looking girl with black long hair sitting legs crossed on a desk at the edge of the class says with a pretty smile on her face. She wore a black quilted jacket, white pollo and black trousers. “ Who the heck are you? He was mine!!” She screams at her and stomps her feet on the man's head continuously until it became like mashed potatoes that faded faster.