What if Classroom Of The Elite was just another universe in the multiverse?
What if somebody who knows the past, the present, and the future of said universe suddenly exists in it?
How would this change the dynamics of the said UnivErSe?
My first fa...
IF you are wondering, wth is a SC, like I heard of SS but what is SC? it is special chapter, which means the POV will not be from a main character, and this ones are rare, and maybe the POV won't be repeated....
And before we start I have created the seating ararangement and names haha, (30 mins non stop googling and my man Vel_Kitsuki helped too)
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How's it????
Today's gonna be a small one because of all that :(.
A shiver ran down my spine as Kagenou-kun's words came out. "Today at 10 pm... meet me at the terrace of the second year dormitories... and also you are very beautiful," he'd said, his voice dripping with a strange intensity that sent a tremor of unease through me.
The playful air that had hung between us yesterday felt utterly dissipated, replaced by something suffocating and sinister. My heart hammered against my ribs, a stark contrast to the playful butterflies that had fluttered there the day before.
My first instinct, as always, was to prioritize my safety. A clandestine meeting at night, shrouded in secrecy? It sent a wave of red flags billowing before me. Could Kagenou-kun truly be trusted? His interactions with Horikita-san and Ayanokouji-kun just now left a trail of ambiguity, their true purpose veiled in mystery.
Confusion gnawed at me. Was this his way of initiating a...closer relationship? Or was there something more at play, a hidden agenda veiled beneath his unsettling compliments?
Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself. Whatever his motives, I wouldn't be manipulated. This was a situation that demanded careful consideration, a delicate dance where a misstep could have unforeseen consequences. I needed a plan, a way to navigate this perplexing situation without compromising my safety or the safety of those around me.
A wave of surprise washed over me as my phone buzzed in my hand. A text message. From Ayanokouji-kun. And not just any text, but one that sent a jolt straight to my heart. "Would you like to talk about what happened a few minutes ago, the one where Oreki whispered something to you?"
As always, Kiyotaka-kun seemed to possess an uncanny ability to sense whenever I found myself in a precarious situation. It was both unsettling and, I had to admit, a little reassuring. While a part of me knew I shouldn't rely on him so heavily, another, more vulnerable part couldn't resist the strange sense of security his presence offered.
The fluttering in my chest, a feeling I'd recently identified as...love? Yes, love for Ayanokouji-kun. Some might scoff at such an attachment, considering his aloof and enigmatic personality. But to me, there was an undeniable magnetism about him. He possessed this remarkable ability to pull you back from the brink of despair, not through grand gestures, but with a quiet efficiency that spoke volumes.
