Baku Madarame In Classroom of the Elite

𝖬𝗌. 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋

(AYANOKOJI'S MIND)

I slept for a minute on the bus to avoid any trouble, wanting to live peacefully as it was just the first day. The class ceremony was noiseless as I sat down next to someone familiar — the white-haired student.

Earlier, the white-haired student gave up his seat for an old woman. If that blonde rich had stood up in the priority seat, there wouldn't have been any eavesdropping on the bus. But for now, my only concern was my class. I wondered what it would be like.

If I were with those two, it would've been a slight disaster. For now, I focused on the Chairman speaking.

(muttering) "Hopefully, I can live a quiet life."

The white-haired student, Baku, heard me muttering. "Quick weird question. Why were you pretending to sleep?"

(hint of surprise) "Uh-huh?"

Baku smiled. "Do I need to repeat myself?"

 "No. It's just that you shocked me. I just needed to shut my eyes for a moment."

"Ooh, okay. Nice to meet you 'stiff-man.' The name's Baku Madarame!" he said, shaking my hand.

"My name is... Ayanokoji Kiyotaka," I replied, shaking Baku's hand. what a sudden introduction.

Quite an observant.

The Chairman finished his ceremony with a 90-degree bow, while the students clapped with slightly irritated faces, though some showed interest. As I was finding my classroom, Baku followed me in the hallway.

"So, uh, will you continue following me like this?" I asked.

Baku replied, "Maybe~ I just need to find 'Class 1-D'."

"Uh-huh."

To my surprise, I was in the same class as Madarame. I wasn't sure if my school years would be peaceful, but he seemed like an interesting person to be around. "Oh, that is my class too."

Baku smiled. "I guess we'll have great times. Three years of our lives here, and maybe I could show you some tricks I like to do~"

"Like what?"

"You'll see. Hehe~"

"O... k?" I said, leaving Madarame to sit in the empty chair behind the right corner while I took a seat on the other side. A long black-haired (Horikita Suzune) woman sat nearby, gazing coldly at me.

"Why did you look at me on the bus?" she asked.

"Sorry, just interested in your book. Whatever the reason. My name is A- Ayanokoji Kiyotaka"

She gave me a long gaze and spoke again. "So sudden. Weirdo." She stopped looking at me with her long squinted gaze.

Our female teacher, Chabashira Sae, entered the room seriously. 

"My name is Chabashira Sae, and I am in charge of Class D this year. I teach Japanese history. The school doesn't rearrange the classes or teachers every year, so over the next three years, best regards to everyone."