[Ayanokouji in Class A] He is a monster on parole, granted a single chance at freedom. She is a queen whose crusade has lost its meaning. For Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, placed in the top-ranked Class A, the only goal is to remain perfectly still. His three-year mission is simple: perform the role of an ordinary student under the constant watch of an observer that fears him. Prove he is no longer a weapon, and he will earn a life. But his performance is immediately complicated by two forces: Sakayanagi Arisu, the daughter of his warden, a rival who seeks to shatter his peaceful façade and expose the masterpiece she knows is hidden beneath. And Morishita Ai, a social anomaly who offers him a dangerous form of sanctuary. The chance to be manipulated, a role he must play to prove his humanity. In a school designed to measure potential, he must hide his. In a world that demands change, the most terrifying thing you can do is refuse.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka wants nothing more than to be human. To have wishes to throw into a wishing well. To experience emotions. Joy. Sorrow. Anger. Regret. Love. He understood them perfectly well. What stirs them, what constitutes them. But he has yet to feel them himself. Perhaps this high school could help him in this task. This school would be his sandbox of wishes. To do what he wanted, free of restrictions. That was the definition of freedom, wasn't it?

Ayanokoji has always been curious. What if this time his curiosity led him to investigating the debauched side of humanity. He does not want to regret anything and live his three years of freedom to the fullest. So when a question came to mind, one that he was genuinely curioused about, he wants an answer. And that he did get.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, a child born within the sterile walls of the White Room, had faced many hardships. At an early age, he had no shortage of enemies who wanted to suppress him. The 'fellow' fourth generation subjects who were wary of his growth and White Room instructors who were particularly harsh on him. Coupled with a curriculum that no one should be forced to endure at any age, let alone infancy, and nothing but his own abilities to trust, a huge mountain obstructed Ayanokōji's path. But no matter what or who tried to drag him down, he continued to climb to the top, every step he took up sealed the fate of another until no one but Ayanokōji Kiyotaka remained. As the undisputed victor and last man standing, no one else in the White Room could reach this height. However, a frog in a well knows nothing of the vastness of the ocean. The world is a big place with countless unknown variables and larger machinations at play, that aim to drag him down into the abyss. [Volume 0 - The Genesis Arc: Complete] [Volume 1 - The Imperial Arc: Complete] [Volume 2 - The ANHS Arc (Act Ⅰ): In Progress] ********** DISCLAIMER: This is a fanfiction. I do not own the original light novel series "Classroom of the Elite". The original owner is Syougo Kinugasa, and all original characters belong to him. Illustrations used in the cover are sourced from Shunsaku Tomose.

"Why me?" Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is not having a good time. It's not like he knows what a good time is, it's rather... Let us rephrase this. If you went to bed one day and woke up in another world where there were not only giant naked monsters but also individuals who defy physics by strapping themselves to strange gadgets that make them fly so they can kill said giant naked monsters... "This is my life now, I guess..." Yeah... After an unfortunate...event, the Masterpiece of the White Room is thrown into a world which mirrors his own. How will he deal with the challenges ahead? From scheming nobles to internal unrest within this walled world, who can stand up to this lost young man on his journey of self-actualization? _______________________________________________ Hello. I am QueasyEasy...I'm totally not EasyQueasy in disguise. This book is basically a more 'wholesome' version of Wax Wings with a few tweaks the audience might enjoy. Again, I am QueasyEasy and not EasyQueasy...definitely. CoTE belongs to Shōgo Kinugasa and AoT belongs to Hajime Isayama. Support the official release, dumb dumb brain.

Have you ever wondered why people smile at strangers? It doesn't make any logical sense. For all you know, the person you're smiling at could be the world's most ruthless killer. Yet we do it instinctively, as if trust and kindness are commodities to be given freely. This contradiction lies at the heart of human nature-our willingness to mask fear and suspicion behind a simple, disarming gesture. But what happens when the mask slips? When curiosity overrides logic, and true intentions are revealed? In a world where trust is an illusion and everyone hides behind their own carefully constructed facade, one question lingers: Why do we smile?

After being reborn in a world dominated by colossal walls and dark secrets, Kiyotaka Ackerman, now Mikasa's younger brother, faces his new life with the same cold and calculating demeanor that defined him in the past. While concealing his intellect and superhuman strength, Kiyotaka quietly observes the fragile balance of humanity within the walls, preparing himself to face the destiny that threatens to destroy everything.

As a result of certain events, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was enrolled in the most prestigious high school in Japan - Advanced Nurturing High School. What is waiting for a sadistic psychopath, a Graphoman? Will the boy write a story that he can call "masterpiece"? Or will he give in to his desires and bring chaos to the sad school days? He doesn't know the answer yet. However, one thing can be said with complete certainty: Ayanokoji Kiyotaka is very much looking forward to what the future holds for him.

[Ayanokouji in Class C] Ayanokouji Kiyotaka exists behind walls-a quiet observer, numb and detached, shaped by a past designed to erase everything that makes him human. Shiina Hiyori lives in fragments-names blur, faces fade, and memories vanish into ink-stained uncertainty. For her, connections aren't permanent. They're fragile whispers, always slipping through her fingers. When solitude meets uncertainty, the line between healing and breaking blurs. Two people, each hiding from the truths they carry, find themselves tangled in contradictions they can't escape. In a world that rewards control and punishes vulnerability, is it possible to be seen, to be real-even if it hurts? Or will they lose themselves in the echoes they tried to silence?