Is Classroom Of The Elite A Romance の小説・ストーリー

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

“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?”

"It's silly to talk about love in the elite marriage lives. There is no true love to speak of there. Everyone in the circle is vain. Can Nathan really stay faithful to that wife of his when different ladies want to have sex with him every other day?" "Romance is the most worthless. It's not as practical as money and fame!" "Haven't you heard it? Everyone has a price." "Mr. Clemon can sleep with whoever he wants, of course because he has the money! The way I see it, he'll most likely sleep with Tehilla!"

Yvonne paused for a moment. Her focus had always been on finance, politics, and history. She had never read anything related to love or romance. The more she got along with Eli, the more she realized the major differences in their personalities. She really couldn't understand why Sean had fallen in love with Eli. "You and Sean used to be classmates, so I assume both of you must have good grades, right?" Yvonne smiled as she tested Eli secretly. Deep down, Yvonne remained jealous of the fact that they were once classmates.

She was led by Asher towards the class hall, entering the classroom alongside Asher she could feel all piercing gazes directed towards her by the girls in the classroom, gazes she could easily discern to be one of jealousy from probably from being sighted with their high school sweetheart Leonard, she gulped as he walked alongside Asher towards the front roll seat all the while receiving murderous glares from the girls in the classroom. it took her a few minutes to notice the flirtatious gaze thrown at Asher by the girls which made her realize the girls were probably seeing her as a threat, Asher was drop-dead gorgeous and was also intelligent these two combined would make him like a god to

It felt more like a high court than a classroom. Only thirty of us had qualified for this elite track; names that would one day be signed at the bottom of international treaties. I took a seat in the center row, my black leather jacket a sharp, defiant contrast against the green velvet. I wasn't surprised to see Riven lounging in the back; his dark gaze was fixed on the ceiling, looking bored but entirely present. Dahlia and Elara sat nearby, sharp and attentive.

Then reality slammed back in: the ticking clock on the wall, the weight of midterms, the fact that I had film to watch and sprints to run and a thousand other things that weren’t this soft, dangerous thing blooming between us. I cleared my throat, reached for the anthology, flipped it open like nothing had happened. “So. Where do we start?” Eli’s laugh was quiet, almost fond. “We start with you admitting you’re terrible at this class.” I shot him a look. “Keep talking and the deal’s off.” “Too late,” he said cheerfully, already pulling out a fresh sheet of notes. “You’re stuck with me now, Cruz.” Yeah. I was starting to suspect he was righ.

“I was late to class carrying coffee and dropped everything all over his shoes.” Amanda gasped. “No.” “Yes.” Elena laughed softly. “And instead of getting angry, he apologised to me.” “That’s attractive,” Amanda admitted. “I thought he was insane.” “Fair.” Elena smiled into her wine glass. “He kept showing up after that. Study groups. Coffee. Walks home.” “See?” Amanda said immediately, pointing toward me. “That’s romance.” I rolled my eyes. “Not every relationship needs a movie trailer.” “Yes, it does,” Amanda argued.

Nor should he be surprised when Velia leaned in to brush Lucas's lips with a brief kiss. He should not be surprised. However, reality was quite the opposite. Lucas blinked. Velia's eyes slowly opened right in front of him. “I will always remember.” Lucas took at least five seconds to regain his composure. He exhaled and forced a smirk to appear on his face. “There's one room I haven't shown you yet.” It was the bedroom that marked the end of Velia and Lucas's journey. A room with an elegant and classy ambiance. “This is our bedroom.”

Once you laid your eyes on his alluring brown chocolate eyes, you will be mesmerized by it. In one classroom which consisted of twenty girls and twenty boys – yes, there’s a lot of students per room – more than half of it were captivated by his gorgeousness. Mind you, the boys who joined the rainbow parade weren’t included yet. That’s how many admirers this guy has. I always knew that it’ll be hard for me to compete.