Prologue : The beginning

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Ayaki Fubuki was comfortably settled in her room, absorbed in her favorite anime, *Classroom of the Elite*. The intricacies and strategies of the characters had always captivated her. That night, she was deeply immersed in a crucial episode, engrossed in the interactions and manipulations of the students.

Suddenly, the door to her room was flung open. Her father, visibly enraged, stormed in. "Still watching that crap?!" he demanded, his voice sharp.

Ayaki turned to him, a mix of fatigue and frustration in her eyes. "Dad, I'm just relaxing after a long day. I've finished my homework and I'm ahead with my revisions," she replied, trying to stay calm.

"Relaxing?! Do you really think that watching these cartoons is a productive way to spend your time? You should be focusing on important things!" he fumed.

Ayaki, trying to defend herself, responded with determination. "I find it helps me unwind and think. It's not just a hobby for me."

Her father, clearly annoyed by her response, stepped closer, his demeanor aggressive. "You're so disconnected! This is a complete waste of time. I won't tolerate it any longer!"

Before she could react, he grabbed her violently. A sharp pain pierced her chest, and the world around her turned into a blur of darkness. She tried to scream, but everything faded into the void.

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When Ayaki opened her eyes again, she found herself on a bus, surrounded by teenagers in school uniforms. The hum of the engine and the animated discussions of the passengers filled her ears. Looking out the window, she recognized the route to the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing School, exactly like in the anime.

Confused, Ayaki observed the passengers. Kikyo Kushida, the ever-smiling and helpful student, stood up and walked towards a young man with a distinctive look, Rokusuke Koenji, who was sitting with a detached attitude.

 Kikyo Kushida, the ever-smiling and helpful student, stood up and walked towards a young man with a distinctive look, Rokusuke Koenji, who was sitting with a detached attitude

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Kushida approached Koenji with a polite but firm smile. "Excuse me, sir. Could you please give up your seat for the elderly lady who is getting on? She really needs to sit."

Koenji looked up from his book with an indifferent expression. "And why should I give up my seat? I'm just as tired as you," he replied, his tone dismissive.

Kushida insisted, her voice filled with sincerity. "I understand that you're tired, but it would be an act of kindness. We should help those in greater need. It will only take a few minutes, and it would make a big difference for her."

Koenji remained unmoved, shaking his head. "I'd prefer to stay here. If she really needs a seat, she can find another one."

Seeing that Koenji was not willing to give up his seat, Kushida turned to the other passengers. "Please, can someone give up their seat for the elderly lady?"

The passengers looked at each other in silence, no one responding. The atmosphere was charged with an awkward tension as Kushida continued to seek volunteers, her smile unwavering despite the lack of responses.

Ayaki, sitting farther away, watched the scene with growing confusion. She recognized this situation from the anime, but experiencing it in person was disconcerting. The elderly lady's distress and Kushida's insistence were affecting her.

After a minute of heavy silence, Ayaki decided to stand up. "I'll give up my seat," she said clearly. She walked over to Kushida with a determined look. "Let me help. The elderly lady can sit here."

Kushida, grateful, offered a wide smile. "Thank you so much! Your kindness is truly appreciated."

Ayaki, moving to another seat, felt a mix of unease and resolve. She knew that every interaction in this world could have a significant impact. As the bus continued its route to the school, Ayaki took a deep breath, aware that this fascinating world was not just a story but a reality she had to navigate carefully.

The bus finally stopped in front of the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing School. YN gazed at the imposing structure of the school, preparing to face a new world full of challenges, while using her knowledge to guide her actions in this unexpected reality.

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Ayaki Fubuki-15 years old- Birthday : October 1st - Crush : Kiyotaka Ayanokoji - Favorite food : Soba - Dislike food: fish

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Ayaki Fubuki
-15 years old
- Birthday : October 1st
- Crush : Kiyotaka Ayanokoji
- Favorite food : Soba
- Dislike food: fish

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Hi everybody !

Hello readers, I'm happy to share this fanfiction with you! It's my first story, so please be kind!
English is not my native language, and I've decided not to copy the dialogues from the LN (it can become boring). The characters' reactions won't be the same as in the book due to Ayaki's actions.
Feel free to let me know what I can improve, I love reading your comments!
See you next time!

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