Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Horikita

The morning bell hasn’t even rung yet and the main elevator is already a sardine tin: fifteen students, two teachers, backpacks and briefcases crushing everyone together. The doors are just about to close when Rina slips in last, tiny pleated skirt barely covering her ass, lips still glossy from the stairwell blowbang she just gave half the soccer team. She smirks, smug, untouchable. Akira stands directly behind her, a tall, black uniform perfect expression carved from ice. No one notices his hand sliding past hips and elbows until his long fingers find the emergency stop button between floors 12 and 13.

Yassi firmly says, and both Frey and Sammy nod in agreeing. 'He feels nothing but just to get irritated and angry?' 'Is that possible to happen?' 'By any chance, is there really such a person like that?' That sounds odd. When we finally reached our classroom, my eyes immediately caught Hiro. As usual, he is sitting at the corner, beside the window, there were earphones stuck in his ear as he gazed into the distance. Suddenly, I felt a little pain in my chest as I remembered what happened yesterday. On how he turned his back and walk away from me.

But the rain seems like it will take a long time to stop. Elisa asks Hikari if he would mind joining her to go somewhere with her and continue talking. But Hikari rejects it, He says to Elisa that he will stay there and wait for it. Just if she wants to go there, she can go there by herself. Elisa didn't think she would do that. But since Hikari says that, she just goes for it. When Hikari was alone, He asks Akaru about Neu and Nimura's condition. Akaru says to Hikari that there was nothing to be worried about. Hikari was so glad when he heard that. But when talking about that, Hikari asks Akaru about a man in a black hoodie that he saw in Quantum's memory before. maybe Akaru knows it.

"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."

Every time she accidentally felt his sharp, ice-grey gaze sweep across the classroom, her heart would skip a violent beat. The sheer, suffocating pressure he carried as an elite man was simply too overwhelming. She felt as though she were sitting on thousands of tiny, sharp needles, and even basic breathing felt like a struggle. Finally… RING! The sharp echo of the school bell resonated throughout the room. The gruelling lecture was finally over. Elara secretly let out a long breath she hadn't realised she was holding. "...Finally," she whispered under her breath. She hurriedly packed her notebook and pen into her bag. Her only thought right now was simple: Run. Leave. Get as far away from t

Fremingo answered and turned away. Mary Ye stood there a confused face? What did that hick say to him?! No, she has to find a way to let Yuri leave Beishi! —— —— Yuri walked into class 11 with the new head teacher holding a book. Some students in the class protested that Yuri was caught cheating and misbehaving, so she should be expelled out of school. However, due to the presence of teacher, they dared not be rampant. Yuri didn't care about the students' comments. Her cold eyes glanced faintly around the class, and finally landed on the girl sitting alone in the back row.

“I’m not–” The door opened, hitting against the wall, but it wasn’t Ingrid. Blonde. Tall. Pale Eyes such a light grey that they looked silver under the fluorescent lights, he moved with a kind of effortless calm that made my skin crawl. Mr. burkheart cleared his throat. “Class, this is Elias. He’s just transferred in, try and make him feel welcome.” He didn’t smile. Just scanned the room slowly, his gaze landing on mine and sticking.

“Sorry I'm late, Sensei. I got lost and ended up in the wrong class.” When Takumi heard that voice, he almost fell out of his seat. He was hoping it was a coincidence and it wasn't who he thought it was. On the other hand, Hansuke almost had a heart attack. And Ichiya... well it's obvious. “Hey, Han-kun,” Ichiya whispered. “You don't think it's...” “Way ahead of you.” “I think you're still lost. The first years' classrooms are downstairs.” The teacher explained.

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HIBARA THE SIGHT OF the classroom of Grade 10 Section I was very displeasing to the eyes. It made me grimace as soon as I stepped into the room with Major Vargas following behind. Not to mention, the noise that echoed in my ears was more than enough to pound my head. However, this bunch of annoying children can move like trained ninjas when a teacher is about to arrive. Everything, then, would be back to where it should be. A pale female with long hair walked towards us—our Class Monitor and my seatmate—Loiella Casis.