Classroom of the Elite / Ayanokoji in class B

Chapter 8

My life has been decided for me since birth. I have no clue on how the rest of the white room students/captives have gotten into this mess, it may be related to being adopted from foster homes or being an illegal immigrant of some kind?

Although none of the kids have parents, they deem to fall back to being emotional about the lack of said parents. It's quite ironic, knowing I'm the son of the one running this facility, yet having no attachment to him whatsoever, rathermore having no attachment to anyone. This generation was heavily experimented on, a lot of different super-drugs were used on us. They were previously used on lab rats. At one point of course they needed to test the more risque drugs on other test subjects, due to the fact that the 4th generation was starting to achieve the results that man was looking for. I was the only person to survive through the endless tasks and super-drugs being injected into us. I remember vividly seeing fellow generation members being in front of me and saying:

"I don't want to disappear."

These words even hurt me to a core now that I think about it. These kids basically never existed in the public eye. After dying in the white room they were just disposed of and no international conflict or anything ended up happening in the aftermath.

Reality is disappointing, but there is nothing I can do about it. I'm just trying to survive. Perseverance is key.
Flashback over.

Unlike the flashback, what's before my eyes is very breathtaking. Never have I thought an ocean could be so captivating. The books do an injustice when describing such awe.

My gaze would never falter if it wasn't due to the fact that it's so windy here that I'm getting chilly.

All of it changed when I felt an embrace coming from behind me. Two cushions on my back and a faint smell of alcohol from her breath. She also covers my eyes with her delicate hands.

???: "Guess~ who~ it~ is~"

What a hard question, I would never be able to guess this person. It's not as if one person has the guts and playful nature to pull off such a condescending act, at least when one is sober.

Ayanokoji: "Why hello Hoshinomiya-sensei. Are you here to enjoy the view as well?"

Hoshinomiya: "You're being such a Tsun-tsun Kiyotaka-kun~. I don't mind though, it makes it more interesting if you play hard to get Ki~ yo~ ta~ ka~."

She emphasized my name last time as she whispered it into my ear. I wonder if she has no shame?

Ayanokoji: "Hoshinomiya-sensei, although we're alone right now, I wouldn't want to create a misunderstanding."

Hoshinomiya: "What's there to misunderstand Kiyotaka-kun? I'm only giving some counseling to an emotionally stable yet unstable student."

Ayanokoji: "How would you understand what's going on in my head Hoshinomiya-sensei."

I assume teacher's would know a little about my interesting past, but I wouldn't assume they'd know too much, the chairman wouldn't want the general public knowing about that place.

Hoshinomiya: "Hmmm."

I'm facing her now and she decided to put her index finger on her lips as she tries to look as if she's thinking really hard.

Hoshinomiya: "Let's just say I pity you Kiyotaka-kun and I'll leave it at that."

Is she attempting to use cold reading on me?

I'd think otherwise since after that she decided to leave the area I resided in. I decided to leave a few minutes later myself, since I wanted to go somewhere less windy.