Classroom Of The Elite Volume 4 の小説・ストーリー

The elevator doors slid open. Unit 40B was not a home. It was a sterile, terrifyingly expensive box. The floors were gray marble, polished to such a high shine that they looked like ice. The furniture was black leather and chrome, with sharp edges that seemed designed to discourage anyone from getting comfortable. The walls were floor-to-ceiling glass, offering a panoramic view of the frozen city, but the windows were triple-paned and didn't open. The air inside was filtered, recycled, and smelled of absolutely nothing. Aria stood in the center of the living room, feeling like a gray stain on the pristine floor. Damian stood by the door, his black coat still on, his presence filling the room

--- That afternoon. Ella sat quietly in an empty classroom reviewing lecture notes. The door suddenly slammed open. Several students entered. Two boys. Three girls. Known campus troublemakers. They walked directly toward her. Ella didn't even look up. A mocking laugh sounded. "So this is the abandoned daughter?" The leader grabbed her notebook. Then threw it onto the floor. Splash! A bottle of water followed. Her notes instantly became soaked. The classroom erupted with laughter. Outside the room. Bella watched from a distance.

“That secretive, happy look girls get when they’re in love but trying to hide it.” My cheeks heated. “I do not have a look.” “You totally have a look,” Elena agreed. “Spill. Who is it?” “There’s nobody to spill about.” “Is it someone from another pack?” Cora asked, her eyes lighting up with interest. “Someone you met at the mating ceremony?” “No.” “Someone older?” Maya guessed. “One of the warriors?” “No.” “Someone younger?” Beth tried. “One of the recent graduates?” “No, no, and no.” I focused very hard on the net I was mending, trying to ignore their speculative looks.

I can tell something's up. Eli takes another sip of coffee, using the moment to gather his thoughts and control his expression Eli: sighs softly, deciding to deflect the conversation Listen, I'll tell you if anything... significant happens, okay? gives Nathan a meaningful look For now, let's just focus on getting to class on time, yeah? Nathan nods, grabbing his backpack from the kitchen chair Sounds like a plan, roomie. Let's jet, don't wanna be late for Professor Hartley's lecture. That man loves punctuality more than my grandma loves her knitting circle. chuckles as he slings his bag over his shoulder

She responded. Standing in the middle of the classroom and unto her table overlooking the stair-like design on the circular classroom with its tables and chairs divided into four rows. Her smile faded as she gave the Elites her warning stare that created the tension into the air, as the six stances up with their guard for the uncanny warning she sent, yet. “Everyone, I would like you to meet Elite’s seventh member and of the Blood +.”

What if Bonus Chapter 4: What If They Met in an Elevator Trap? Eli POV The elevator in the downtown high-rise shuddered to a sudden, sickening stop between floors 14 and 15. The lights flickered once, twice, then settled into dim emergency mode, casting everything in a sickly yellow glow. I was stuck. Alone. Or so I thought—until the guy who’d stepped in right behind me cursed under his breath, voice low and frustrated.

Chapter Four: The Boy From the Past Elara’s POV I hated being late. Mira and I stood just outside the classroom door, our hearts thumping fast. We could hear the professor already talking. I looked at her. She looked at me. “Are you ready?” she whispered. “No,” I muttered, holding my books tighter, “but let’s just do it.” We quietly pushed the door open. The classroom was packed—every seat taken. Heads turned. The professor frowned, his sharp eyes narrowing behind round glasses.

INVISIBLE NO MORE It's Monday. It's Monday and for the first time in my life, I am dreading school. Everyone must have heard by now. I have no doubt. First, the nobody, AKA me,is chosen over the elites, by an elite like themselves. And now, they are returning to school. The Elite 4 that chose me, are returning to school. London Morse, Luke and Brendan O'Connor, and Ken Longstruum are returning to school. Crash Course Rebellion is returning to school.

The elemental classroom was unlike their previous classroom. It was so big, that they could fit a hundred tanks inside it. The elemental classroom was also separated into fourteen different rooms, each having the same equipment, and the interior was visible from outside. This was not the only block, in the same model this kind of rooms were created for each and every different class ,and the rooms for elite class was bigger than the other rooms and was unoccupied. The duo entered the classroom as many other students did the same.