Classroom Of The Elite Summary の小説・ストーリー

"How each of you chooses to proceed shall ultimately dictate whether you ascend to seize Willhaven's gilded accolades amongst the hallowed elite you were _meant_ to be...." Her mouth set into a tight line, indicating barely concealed disdain. "...Or if you simply surrender to become another page in my memoirs about Willow Creek's tragic failures under the weight of high ideals never intended for privileged parasites and underachievers to grasp. "Class is dismissed!" With that last jape still sounding like a gunshot, she whirled on her heel and strode out via the side door, leaving a trail of shattered quiet and dread resignation across the classroom. Nobody moved or talked for several long m

I mean Diego is currently with Melinda in the head office and as for your Mother and Father, do you know where they are? Kiri: I could use telepathy to contact them but I don't want to risk being tapped on our connection. Ban: I guess our only choice is to wait for a while. We sat through the whole class as Sir Drake read through some important rules and introductions on what we should be doing while on the course as elite students. He mentions a very interesting topic about how every once a while. Members of the elite class would present their skills in front of everyone else and fight one another as a friendly duel with no penalty and rewards. Just a presentation. Actually listening to him

Around me, students moved through the hallway, some glanced in my direction as I curse under my breath while some whispered as the others openly stared. A horrible feeling begins to crawl up my spine very slowly and relentlessly because I knew exactly what the elite program was. Everyone did! We all pretend we don’t see it but we do just like how the school always hints on diversity but we know we scholarship kids are charity cases they don’t want. The elite academic track wasn’t just advanced coursework, It was Ravenshire’s inner circle club / class. Only filled with the best of the best and not academic wise but legacy students, billionaire heirs, future politicians, trust fund kids and fu

hours later. classes after classes occupy the rest of the day and the scariest thing about it is that the four elites surround us in every damn class, if another student sit next to us all they had to do was stand next to the table and the student will stand and crawl away, after what felt like hours of endless classes it was break time, Katty was nowhere to be found ,I walk faster and almost fall flat on my ass as my head hit something hard Ouch!!, Cole stands right at the entrance blocking it, he doesn't stare at me ,no .. doesn't even notice someone burged into him ,he's just staring ahead with anger and clenched fist

’ Layla sighed as she stepped into the classroom that they had walked into. Her head bowed on instinct as eyes flickered to her. ‘You can do this. They’re students just like the others.’ She swallowed a lump in her throat, walking to a seat at the back as they dissected her from head to toe like a science specimen. Her legs trembled as if they wanted to run and leave her there. Who was she kidding? They weren’t like other students. They were the elite, the one percent of the one percent. The powerful aura that vibrated off them couldn’t be compared with all the classes she had gone to combined, and they were just five apart from Nyssa and Zayne.

“Good! Good! That’s my daughter! Go! Put her in that class right now! As for that exam spot, it’s decided by ranking. Whoever refuses her is out!” With the chairman as my dad, everything moved fast. Ten minutes later, I stood at the door of the elite class. The homeroom teacher was a strict middle-aged woman named Olivia Lawson. Everyone called her the “Demon Headmistress.” She adjusted her glasses and looked me up and down. “Xena? I heard you came in through connections.” I had not even spoken a word when she added, “I don’t care who your father is. In my class, everything is based on performance. If you’re at the bottom of the next mock test, you’ll be out immediately.”

For a moment, the room was dead silent before a low but frantic buzzing broke out like a disturbed beehive: "Is that the girl with the short hair from the hallway earlier..." "She’s in this class? The Advanced Class?" I stood on the podium, slowly scanning the room from top to bottom to observe the structure and positioning of everyone inside. Without needing to see the list beforehand, just by looking at the factions forming below, I immediately realized that Blackwood's criteria for class placement had changed drastically this year. The school no longer clearly separated the ultra-wealthy from the academic elite. Instead, they had brazenly mixed top-tier business heirs, the filthy rich, an

I was surprised when Eloisa hit my side so I glanced. “I think there are no students inside?” I asked while observing the classroom. “Your classmates went early and your section is most early!” she answered. “Really? I feel a little bit shy hehehehe” I said in a childish tone. “It’s up to you!” and she went inside to their room. Honestly speaking, this is the worst room ever here because of unpleasant surroundings and uncomfortable. This room is secluded and has been blocked by other building so no air coming inside.

It was the same as the one on earth, just that the only difference was that it was in another world. The four friends went to the canteen and took their food. Then, they sat together to eat and chat. “Get out of the way! It’s the elite class’s turn to have a meal. Get lost, all of you!” Right then, a furious and cold voice was heard. They were all students from the elite class. Just by taking a look at them, they already felt that these people were very arrogant and domineering. The students there quickly left when they saw the students from the elite class. Nobody dared to offend them.