روايات وقصص ضمن Classroom Of The Elite Kei

“Can you two stop? One more disruption and you two would be sent out of the class, understood?” A noise spread through the entire classroom and I knew that it was mainly because she had mentioned punishing Lennox and Nerissa. They were the top Elites kids and since she was new here, she probably didn’t understand how things worked here. The top Elite Kids were above punishment and one single mistake could cost her job. Lennox’s eyes turned red and he pointed to himself. “You are going to punish who?…” Nerissa stood up, a glint of surprise in her eyes. “Yes, punish who? Do you even know who we are?”

Please don't do that ever. Kiri has been gone for a while and I am back with Diego at the class. It's amazing being in the elite class. It is mostly combat class which happens almost randomly a few times in a week and since we get seventy percent access to the academy library, most of the cases it’s self study. We can attend lectures all that we want anywhere in the Academy no matter the class. Most of the time though it would be the seniors classes where they teach high level stuff which is too complicated for me to understand at the moment. So basically I spend most of my days on demon world literature. Complicated stuff will have to wait. But with Kiri gone, I wonder who else at school wi

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.

I turned to see Emery strutting from the school gates, his designer uniform pristine, his smirk dripping with arrogance. Jack ruffled his hair. "Perfect timing, bud. This guy claims our car is his. What's your take?" "I know his type," Emery scoffed, his tone too old for his years. "A kid in my class brags about being loaded but can't even afford a decent toy." He sized me up like I was roadkill. "Mister, you know how much this car costs? My mom says it's worth a house. Look in the mirror and tell me you can afford it."

I responded politely. Apparently, I was early to class, so I had to sit by the sidelines while waiting for other people to troop into the class. Soon enough, the hal was filled with about thirty people. "Arrange yourself in front of your row." The instructor barked out orders. Just then, Kai walked into the class, dressed in all black and exuding his alpha male aura. "Nice to have you join us today, Mr Storm." The instructor said, shaking a bit. He seemed afraid, and that made me smile.

Hmm, I'm back Kaiwei College, Class 1, Grade 1. The homeroom teacher was giving a lecture when Zenne Ye, who was sitting in the middle row, heard her phone shake and took out a look. She suddenly stood up and interrupted the homeroom teacher. Zenne Ye, what are you doing?! "the homeroom teacher asked with a calm face. Teacher, I'm not feeling well. I need to take a leave to go home, "Zenne Ye said. Without waiting for the teacher to speak, she grabbed her phone and ran out of the classroom.

It was a priority-one override from the Miller Global main-frame. A video feed flickered to life, unbidden. It wasn't Sierra. It was a classroom. Kaelen’s heart skipped a beat, a painful thud against his ribs. The camera was a high-angle security shot of a training room. Leo and Maya were there, sitting at desks that looked like they belonged in a NASA control room. They were older, their features sharpening into the deadly beauty of their mother. But it was Ren who caught Kaelen’s attention. The boy wasn't sitting. He was standing in the center of a glass-walled chamber, surrounded by floating metallic spheres.

The classroom felt calm, a quiet spot I didn't know existed in the school. I had always looked for a peaceful place like this at school but never found it. Being with Keith always leaves me with special memories, and the thought of us being alone here gave me butterflies. I was excited like we were going on a secret date. But then my excitement ended when I saw Keith walking towards the classroom with Winifred. I could see them from the window, Keith was carrying a tray of cheeseburgers while Winifred was holding cans of coke.

That was all the warning I got. The studio was dim, heated to 95 degrees, mirrors on every wall, the air thick with eucalyptus and sweat. I unrolled my mat in the back row like a coward. Then he walked in. Kai was sex incarnate in human form. Thirty-one, 6’2”, with the kind of sculpted, sun-kissed body that looked airbrushed. Broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, every muscle defined but functional—long, corded arms, powerful thighs that flexed under thin black compression shorts, and a chest dusted with dark hair that trailed down into a sharp V disappearing beneath the waistband. His tank top clung to him like a second skin, already damp. When he turned to face the class, his hazel e

I heard Levy screaming as she walked away. Mother of cow. I couldn't help but stare in awe as I saw our classroom. The walls were of cream color with intricate designs carved on each wall. There were large windows with the emblem of Claw, giving a faint ray of sunshine that brightens up the room. Three chandeliers are hanging above and there are six long tables. I immediately frowned upon realizing the fact that I can't cheat easily. "Move aside." A deep voice came from behind. Mother of cow! Don't tell me I'm inside a class with my CEO?!