Classroom Of The Elite - The White Room's Reveal

Prologue: 1st Generation

I woke up not in my dorm room, and everything I see is white. The ceilings, the walls which gave it the illusion that it has no end. I have to say, the ones who made or painted gave it an optical illusion look. While I was looking at all of it, I saw Kei waking up behind me, then Horikita, then the whole Class D, some prominent figures of each Class, some who I'm acquainted to and some are not.

"Kiyotaka? Where are we?" asked Kei

"I don't know" I replied

I needed to remain calm, I was trained in the White Room for these kinds of situations. I feel like this is going to be bad.

"Where the hell are we?!" shouted Ike

I saw Sudo who was confused but not acting like Ike. I suppose he has matured these past months and I must say that he has grown at a fast rate. If his growth keeps going at a pace, then he'll likely become and indespensible part of the class.

"Ayanokouji-kun? Do you know where and why are we here?" Horikita questioned

"No idea" I returned

This isn't a special exam, if so, then why aren't all the students are here? This isn't the whole student body of the first year.

The small chats became an uproar as more students woke up and more questions being asked. This is still puzzling me and I can't conclude a single thing. Then suddenly.....

A white large screen appeared, all the people here can see it.

"What the hell is happening?!" shouted Miyamoto

The screen showed the words.....

Good day to all, you all are summoned to forcibly watch someone's past. The time in your world has been stopped momentarily. All of your memories after watching this will be removed once you return in your world. We will now begin.

"Whose past is gonna be revealed?" a question came from Ike

"It must be Suzune!" Sudo answered

"No way! It has to be Hirata!" a classmate said, then some of the Class D girls agreed

I feel like the past that is going to be revealed would be mine, but why? Because of the White Room? That man? My abilities? My whole life is just a cold, white, blank slate, but I can't remove the possibility of it being my past. The screen now then showed....

The White Room

My inner self cracked when I saw those words. Why? How? How did they know the White Room? I can't answer any of those right know, if people find out about me in relation with the White Room, then I have to protect myself. For know I have to prepare and watch.

"Huh? What the hell is that?" questioned Miyamoto

A facility that produces mass geniuses with grueling training programs for children. Curriculums that exceed an adults' reach and starts from an early childhood. Headed by a man whose ambitions can move a country.

Many students were confused while the observant and smarter students began to think why such a facility exists.

'Is this that monster's past? If so I'll surely use this for benefit.' Ryueen thought

'Hmm? It seems that this will surely focus on Ayanokouji-kun, I can't protect you on this Ayanokouji-kun' Sakayanagi thought

"What the hell is going on?! Bring us back!"
class D now started a party

Horikita stood up and calmed down the class to which they complied.

The screen now showed children closed to four years of age in white hospital-like gowns.

"Kiyotaka, who are those children?" Kei asked and I answered

"No, not a hint" I spoke the truth, I didn't know those children but I have a vague idea. They must be the early 3 generations of the White Room. Then the video showed

The 1st generation of children gathered to become geniuses of the future. They will start their training today Monday to Saturday and Sunday will be their rest day.

The children thought that it will be easy and accepted it with a smile. They had no idea what's about to come.

After a cruel first day they were already exhausted and some were crying, they didn't know that this will continue until they reached their limit and just be data for future generations to use. The children will be given a week to master what has been taught to them on the first day, the next week's difficulty will be increased by alot. Then the next week and so on. If a child fails to catch up, no extra classes will be given and will not be given pity to help and punishment will be subjected.

Some students came to pity those children shown asking why would children be faced with such a controlled fate.

Years have gone by and there were only 10 out of 100 remaining, standing, surviving. They still had their humanity with them. But the man that was in control of the White Room had other plans.

He increased the difficulty rate drastically that even the impressive remaining ten began to drop out surprisingly fast. He wanted to know what their limits are, they began to drop out and with that.......the first generation children were no more. There were more generations coming every year annually. The more children would suffer.

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(Author's note: This is my first chapter and fanfic published, I am just a beginner and started to learn, critiques welcome! Since this is my first fanfic this has less than 900 words, I plan on increasing the numbers as I progress