(Y/n)= Your name
(L/n)= Last name
(H/c)= Hair color
(E/c)= Eyes color
(F/c)= Favourite color
(Y/n) POV
"I understand you want to discuss Sudou's case, but why in my room?" I asked without hiding my hint of annoyance.
Currently, there were five intruders in my room, the idiot trio, Kushida, Horikita, no, make it six, Kiyo as well.
"It's because our rooms are too messy, and when we were heading to Ayanokouji's, he suggested your room since you got the snacks," Ike explained.
"I see..." I deadly stared at my former friend.
No cool throwing your bro under the bus, Kiyo.
I handled them plastic cups filled with barley tea.
"Hey, how come Kushida and Ayanokouji got their mug while we got the plastic ones?" Yamauchi complained.
If I could poison you and shut you up I would.
"I just happened to have finished my mugs, so no mug for you."
I'm the type of guy who drinks everything in a mug because I find it more practical and efficient than switching from glass to glass. My usual visitors, Kiyo, Kushida, and Fuuka, got their mug, I have a feeling it's gonna become a thing for each trespasser to have their own.
"Man, your room sure is clean unlike mine. Is that a violin, do you play it?" Sudou asked.
"Sometimes, although I'm not very good at it," I said. It wasn't a Stradivarius like at home, but it still had a decent sound.
"Enough with the chit-chat, we've come here for another reason," Horikita interjected.
"I almost forgot you were there, Horikita. Why are you so suddenly fired up, is it because of what sensei said this morning?" I enquired.
This morning, sensei told us about ways to earn points outside of exams and the 20 million points golden ticked to change class. After nudging her regarding Sudou's potential in basket she decided to join the cause.
"Yes, I believe Sudou's physical abilities will be of my benefit to reaching class A."
"No shit, Sherlock. Anyway gladly have you on board, detective. I guess, you didn't join this rendezvous without a lead."
"There's a witness. I'm certain of it," she declared, "It's Sakura. She looked away from the teacher from the teacher when she asked people to come forward."
"Let's not jump to hasty conclusions based on a look," I advised, even though I knew she was a witness too. That's what introverts and people with low self-esteem do when they are faced with guilt and pressure.
"I asked her. She didn't admit it though, but I know she saw something," she strongly insisted.
"Who's Sakura?" Sudou asked.
"Dude, she's the plain girl with big boobs and glasses," Ike said, "Can't you ask her since she confessed to you," he referred to Yamauchi.
"I-I can but I-I mean..." he was trying to get out from the bullshits he spouted before with no success.
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Black Hope/White Despair (Classroom of the Elite x Reader)
Fiksi Penggemar(Y/n) (L/n) and Kiyotaka Ayanokoji are the two masterpieces of the White Room and sole survivors of the "Demonic 4th Generation". (Y/n) is the first and only one to have graduated from there; a year later, Kiyotaka was able to run away from that pla...
