Classroom Of The Elite Airi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

the teacher called toward the door. The moment the girl stepped inside, the air seemed to freeze around Aria. Her fingers stiffened on the desk. Her breath caught in her throat. Kira. Shock slammed into Aria so hard it felt like the ground had disappeared beneath her feet. Kira stood confidently at the front of the class, dressed neatly in the school uniform like she had always belonged there. Her long hair rested over her shoulders, and her sharp eyes scanned the room before landing directly on Aria. Then she smiled.

You can listen to the teacher perfectly and never get to answer any question. And Ari has found that perfect spot. A small smile rose across her face as she placed her book on the desk, trying not to loose her temper because of the noisy class. The class was chanting, singing, flirting, tapping their feet, pens and pencils, books were flipped, sound of laughter was heard. Most time she'd wanna scream on the top of her lungs. It was like mother earth was on to her. Ari seemed to always notice everything in her surroundings. Most of the times it felt like a good thing, but most times it seemed like a curse.

It rose smoothly, like it had been waiting. The air in the room shifted slightly. The temperature dropped just enough to notice, and a faint current moved around her. It wasn’t aggressive or unstable. It was controlled. Darius watched closely. This wasn’t how it had been before. “You’re adjusting,” he said. “I told you I would,” Aria replied. Her voice was steady, but something about it felt off. Not relief, not confidence. Just certainty. “Do it again.” She did. The reaction came faster this time. The air tightened around her, more defined now. Still controlled. Still stable.

Celestin was walking in the hallway when she passed by the Elites. And by Elites, it means her so-called friends. They're only seven in that class because it is specifically for the chosen ones only. Other classes are named Class A, B, C, so on, and so forth. They also saw her and expected her to halt and apologize but, instead of stopping, she deliberately ignored them without even sparing a glance. Thankfully, Trent wasn't there, or else she'll be in a bad mood again.

Aria said, trying to ignore Tara’s teasing. She couldn’t afford to think about Amir. Tanvi leaned in, whispering, “You can deny it, but he likes you.” Aria shook her head at her words. “Focus on the lecture.” She turned away, but she couldn’t shake the thoughts of the morning’s events. Suddenly, the classroom door was brusquely pushed open, drawing everyone’s attention. Aria’s gaze instinctively moved toward the door. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes locked with a pair of cold, grey eyes.

Aria let out a breath before walking past everyone, mumbling apologies here and there, as she walked past their large bodies Aria was 5'5 which was quite small for a woman her age, but she loved it. She walked into her lecture for today which was English, mumbling a little greeting to the Teacher. Aria sat in the middle row, so she could get assets to the board well. With that, the teacher closed the door as the last student walked in. Let's get this over with Was Aria's last thought before bringing out her pink notebook? ___________________________________ 4 hours later

"Get your schedule, then find me at lunch. I'll show you the safe zones and the kill zones. Trust me, you'll need to know the difference." The woman behind the desk looks me up and down like I'm something stuck to her shoe. She hands me a schedule without a word, then dismisses me with a flick of her wrist. Welcome to elite education. First period is Advanced Literature. I slip into a seat in the back, hoping for invisibility. The teacher, an older man with kind eyes and wire-rimmed glasses, introduces me to the class. "Everyone, we have a new student joining us. Aria Hayes, please stand."

However, the two of us were taken aback upon seeing a dashing figure pass by us. It was Ari. I instinctively shoved the tonic I was holding at Lowell to follow Ari, but she was too fast. Lowell managed to catch up to me, being agile since he is a wolf. We followed Ari, trying to call her name. She didn't look back and went straight to the hall. We saw how Macan tried to keep tackling everyone, including Ari, before he started to vomit blood after eating the flower that Tora was holding. I was stunned because my chest hurt due to Ari's unstable emotions.

***Aries “Class, this is Ms. Aries,” the teacher, Mrs. Walker, instructed as she worked to quiet the giggling classroom. In unison, the children cried out, “Hi Ms. Aries.” Bright, beaming faces looked up at me as I stood at the front of the room.

From behind a tower of boxes, Aria emerged. Her gaze met Lorenzo’s. One suspended moment. Something crackled—a storm holding itself back behind grey clouds. She looked away. Buried herself in bubble wrap, popping each bubble as though it were the only available escape. Lorenzo stepped closer. Unhurried. “You must be Aria. Elena mentions you often.” “Hopefully nothing good,” Aria replied, eyes on the plastic. “The opposite. She says you’re a computer genius—that the Pentagon itself could fall into your hands while you laughed about it.”