Classroom Of The Elite Honami Novels & Stories

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.

"Maintain optimal interpersonal relationships... but keep a low profile." His eyes swept across the room—then froze. Second row, by the window. A girl with twin pigtails, licking a lollipop and swinging her legs idly, waited for the teacher. Takuto's pupils contracted. His fingers loosened. The academic roadmap slipped from his hand and hit the floor with a smack. “Yama... Yamada Section Chief?!” The girl turned at the sound of his voice and gave him a sweet, innocent smile. “Just call me Miu~!”

She spoke slowly, in an appealing way. " Vice”president... Aren't you supposed to be the vice”president this year," Yuselso asked his brother, "Wasn't that the reason why you are now living with cousin Jina? Yukio paid no attention to him, he looked at a surprised Ankit. " Namie Tsuchiya!.... “ I told you that woman was familiar to me from som ewhere," the brown “haired man gulped down another glass, "Namie Tsuchiya She studied with us during high school. Do you remember her?

Chihiro led Monica to the door of the classroom, indicating that this was the examination room. "Go, take the exam, and when you finish the exam, I will pick you up." Monica nodded, turned, opened the door of the classroom, and saw the standard Japanese-style classroom in front of him. He felt a bit weird since he had become a student once again, but then, he shook his head and didn't think too much. Inside the classroom, Monica saw a female teacher with long brown hair, standing at the podium, looking at him. She didn't look very old, and she should be younger than Chihiro, and her make-up was very delicate.

"From the grades of the test you passed, it was impossible to place you in a normal class, because it will be wasting your time. We put you in the elite classroom, it’s a class reserved for our most talented students. they are all male students, but I'm sure that you'll be at ease with them, they're wonderful gentlemen and you'll get along well. Of course, you'll have the chance to meet female students in the manners, music, art, and dance classes." An all-male classroom. The headmaster was trying to challenge her. And Elin wasn’t sure she liked where this was going nor did she have the time for it. " I fully trust your strategy headmaster. I believe that I won't be in a better situation if

The days waiting for school to open is finally coming to an end for Hayley. She has researched everything about the Shinrea High School of Elites, the list of achievements by the school, and its high honor students. It is said that the average grade for their students was A+ and she barely gets a B in her old school. Just how smart are those students there? Does this mean she needs to damn study harder than she already did? Grading kills students like her. Hayley got off her bed and head outside. In their living room, she sees Kenji scrolling through his phone fast. She scrunched up her face, wondering how he can read what's on his news feed if he scrolls so fast like that.

All the sensory glass doors, space elevators and sterilized steel labs, just to name a few, make the Ultara interior feel like a NASA station. Later we got to our very first class. We settled in our seats for World History and waited for the teacher to call the roll. Cammie came back and took a seat with me and Alyssa. The smirk on her face grew even more smirky as I stared at her and shook my head. Then the girl she went with earlier appeared with a flushed face. Her hazel eyes almost looked glassy as if she was high on crack. "Seriously?" I said. "Already on the first day of school?"

"Emma, Emma Hiromi Carlson." I shake his hand back, with same kind of smile. I don't know whether is it okay or not to use my actual middle name but I can't help to say my middle name because he said his first and I think it would be rude if I don't say mine. "Ah! Let's go to our class now!" She suddenly shouts while looking at her watch. This girl, whoever her name is pulls my hand. She really is energetic. Aaron follows us from behind. As soon as we sit in the class, I look at my surroundings. The big whiteboard in the middle front of the class is very stand out. All of the chairs are like in the theatre. This is very interesting for me, especially since I have never attended any public sc

Uche had killed her. “Where am I?” She looked past the woman, towards the animal skin hanging on the wall. There were at least six of them, different skins from different animals. “We are in Ame. But far from the rest of the village. You don’t have to worry, only few people pass through this route in months. And given your history and status, I don’t think anyone is going to miss you, no offense” “None was taken,” Ejima said, as a sudden cold wrapped her. She was staring at the wizened woman now. Her accent was strange, and the shash hanging on her shoulders suggested that she was not from around here. Yet the woman seemed to know everything about her.

Indeed, this was a school for the wealthy, befitting of its name, ELITE COLLEGE. With the map I had been given beforehand, I managed to locate my way to my first major class which was by luck on my part. Arriving at the doorstep, inside, the huge class was filled to the brim, with mainly females and oddly enough, they all were gathered in the front seat, even fighting amongst themselves to sit in front. As odd as it was, I tried to make my presence as tiny as possible. The scents of everyone seemed to have become stronger which was in turn making me dizzy.