A Story of What if Ayanokoji dropped out of ANHS during his third year to join the Blue Lock.

There are those who are shaped not by the world, but against it. Forged in the cold of isolation, trained not to live, but to dominate. Their mind is a machine, their will a fortress. They feel no attachment, no doubt, no failure. Everything within them is measured, calculated, perfected. From the outside, they seem invincible... but inside, all is silence. For someone like that, life is a chessboard. Every piece has a function. Every move, a purpose. Nothing is left to chance. Affection is a distraction. Tenderness, a design flaw. Love... a trap. But even the most precise gears can come to a halt before something that fits no formula. A soft voice, a daily laugh, a hand that reaches out without asking for anything. Something so simple... and yet so deeply unsettling. Because it stirs what had long been buried. Because it makes him feel. And then comes the moment to choose. To follow the same path as always: the clear, calculated road where nothing hurts but nothing truly lives either. Or to dive into the unknown, into a life where perfection doesn't exist, where mistakes are inevitable, where the soul may bleed... but might also bloom. He chose the latter. Not because he was wiser. Not because he was certain. But because, for the first time, he wanted to discover what lies beyond logic. Because something within him longed to love. And to be loved. Now he walks a road he cannot control. Filled with doubts, with shadows, with promises he cannot guarantee. There is fear. There is uncertainty. There is weight in every step. But there is also something new. Something warm. Something real. Perhaps this is the beginning of his undoing. Or perhaps, the most beautiful gift life could have ever offered. Only at the end will he know. And so, without looking back, he chose... 𝒜 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝓅𝒶𝓉𝒽

Truth. A word, or rather a concept of the human mind. A tapestry of thoughts gathered across countless civilizations since the dawn of humanity. Ninth heaven or eigtheenth hell. Let me ask you, are you burdened by the truth or liberated? What would happen if your darkest secrets found their way into the light? When the truth inevitably digs it's way back to the surface under a mountain of lies. Would you despair, or would you feel relieved? Does it burden you or is the secrecy your motivation for hiding it behind a façade? What do you truly feel about the truth? Does your curiosity draw you to it or is it numbed by bliss? Do you hide it from everyone else...or yourself? ... What would happen, when the person with the darkest secrets didn't mind exposing them? ... All characters belong to me, Kinu just stole my ideas fr fr. All characters belong to Kinugusa-bro, cover ain't mine as well but you can give me credit nonetheless, not like I would deny.

The Students and Staffs of the Prestigious Advance Nurturing High School or most commonly known as ANHS was teleported to an unknown place where they are going to watch the True Leader of Class D and the one truly responsible for their victories. All photos that are going to be used are not mine and all the credit goes to their respective creators. I don't own Classroom of the Elite, its owned by Shōgo Kinugasa.

The story will be from Year 3. And the story will focus on Ayanokouji Kiyotaka , Kei Karuizawa, and Kiyotaka's father Mr. Ayanokouji. This will be very different from the light novels. This is my first time writing a fanfiction. The story is completely fictional. The characters are not mine. Hope you enjoy it.~ 💕

ANHS is now a very famous school in Seoul. The entire COTE verse will take place in Korea, but all the characters will keep their Japanese names. All the characters of the COTE verse are fluent in japanese and korean. ___________________________________________________________________ Introduction : Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, the masterpiece of the White Room, was able to enrol at the ANHS thanks to Matsuo and escape his father's control. He was in the Seoul underground on his way to the ANHS. The metro doors closed with a soft creak, cutting off the outside world. The air was strangely dense, a heavy atmosphere settling in for no apparent reason. Sitting at the back of a half-filled metro train, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji kept his gaze fixed on the blurred reflection of the window. His calculating eyes scrutinised every movement, every detail, although no emotion showed on his face. The passengers around him seemed ordinary: a businessman glancing furtively at his phone, a schoolboy with his headphones on, as well as a young boy with an insect box with his mom and other indistinct figures. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and yet Ayanokoji knew. He had sensed that imperceptible change in the air, that latent tension that the others were ignoring. A buzzing sound in her right ear. A notification ? No, it was something else. [Congratulations, you are about to witness the end of the world]. ___________________________________________________________________ I wanted to write this story because I couldn't find any COTE x ORV, so I thought "let's go and try it". This is a super small project. Don't expect many updates. That's also my first fanfic but I will try my best to write the best story possible. English isn't my first language so let me know in the comments if I make any mistakes. COTE belongs to Shōgo Kinugasa and ORV belongs to Sing Shong.

Hey there everyone this is my first fanfic so go easy on me ..... that aside this an Ayanokoji X Ichinose fanfiction . Judging by the description you can already guess how this story might be i will try to update every week if possible, That there is no way that's gonna fricking happen ..... still . Ayanokoji has always thought of people as nothing more than tools. But what if a certain someone can actually accept him for who he is and change him for the better. You can expect some grammatical errors here and there cause I probably write all chapters without rechecking them. Currently in hiatus until i am done with high school ...... sorryyyy~ Regardless i hope you enjoy .

This is the continuation of my last COTE story.

"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.

|| CotE x Roshidere || Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is in quite a peculiar situation. His neighbour at school, a russian transferee, won't stop flirting with him in Russian. Unfortunately, she doesn't know that Ayanokouji is fluent in the language!! To make it even worse... Ayanokouji has been adopted by a family even more peculiar than his neighbour. God... will he ever stop getting into these stupid situations?! Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in this story. This is a fanfiction of both works (CotE and Roshidere).