What would happen if two defective monsters attended Tokyo Metropolitan High School? Would they grasp their new freedom to the fullest? Or would they revert to their old ways? With Ayanokoji Kiyotaka placed in Class B, and his sister placed in the 'defective' Class D, what will happen? Will the pure hearted Class B shatter the cold exterior of the White Rooms masterpiece? Or would the defective Class D successfully utilize its monster first? Upload Schedule: Whenever I finish a 'volume' or a chapter.

... I walked through rubble, trash, it felt like I was walking through the remains of a an ancient civilization that had been destroyed by a gigantic and powerful ancient Pokemon- except I was aware it wasn't ancient, and that it was in fact a facility of White. A facility so bright, yet filled with only darkness. 'What creature could have caused this?' i wondered while looking through the area. Step by step, I looked around with cautiousness. If anything were to come out, I didn't doubt I would be able to defeat it- however, I didn't intend on battling without need. I had to search for any survivors or people who survived...I couldn't afford to be careless or arrogant either. If I underestimated the creature behind this, it could be the death of me. ...I walked, walked, and walked...Just when I thought all life had indeed been killed-I found him. A brown-haired boy in a white dress. "..." "What's your name?" "..."

How one great act of kindness leads to an avalanche of questions and events for Kiyotaka. In this story, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka will attend the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School with the intent to understand not just everything he couldn't grasp in the White room, but also to understand himself. This is my take on the character of Kiyotaka, therefore he will obviously act different than in the LN. For example, he will try to be more helpful to others, but also much more assertive. He won't be the cringe sIGmA that doesn't feel anything though. He will also have trauma from his past. I haven't really seen any fanfics that were talking about this, so I decided to do one. Also, english isn't my first, nor second language, so please bear with me. Ilustrations including the cover are made by me, so don't expect too much. Disclaimer: This story is just fanfiction. The canon story and characters are owned by Kinugasa Syougo.

[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?

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's second year is upon him. There were a few words left to him by someone he trusted. It was something that wouldn't leave his mind. He wished, from his heart, to fulfill those words requested of him. 'Engrave your name into the student's heads' Through his second year, with his past catching up to him, his enemies not few in number, how will he survive? This is a y2 rewrite.

Ayanokouji fvcking Shiina

ANHS reacts to Ayanokoji trapped in the world of AOT. How will they react and is there any way to get him back? If you want to find that out, read on! White Room and Volume 0 reactions will also be apart of this! Expect decent grammar, actually functioning human beings and now character development in the cast. I take great care in my writing so hopefully you guys can enjoy that! Full credit to @EasyQueasy for the story which they are reacting to, top tier writer so go check them out. The cover art was made by @Zaihai_Nightshade so a huge thanks to her, please go check out her stories! Also Volume 0 and the characters are completely owned by Kinugasa! This is my first story so don't be too judgemental, let's just see how this goes yeah? Highest rankings: cote: #1 classroomoftheelite: #1 reactionfanfic: # 1 anhs: #1 whiteroom: #1 karuizawa: #1 kei: #1 kakeru: #1 horikita: #1 honami: #1 reactionfic: #1 arisu: #1 ayanokouji: #2 ryuen: #2 reaction: #2 battle: #2 suzune: #2 ayanokoujikiyotaka: #3

"The Masterpiece had escaped." In order to be free of his pursuers, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka had found himself enrolling into the prestigious Advanced Nurturing Spirit Academy --- the only place they cannot reach. It towered as the best institution in Japan, producing generational talents that could shake the world. Recognized for creating geniuses possessing monstrous prowess and talent, it eventually became known to many as the Monster Academy. In this place said to be teeming with monsters; a cutthroat environment, where the weak are culled and only the strong remain. Ayanokouji will have to fight to keep his newfound freedom. This is an alternate universe in which the Classroom of the Elite world had become a world of soul masters (Soul Land). Volume 1 (Complete) Volume 2 (Complete) This is a fanfiction. All Illustrations are drawn by me.

This happened just because there's so many random stories on my head driving me crazy so I decided to write it. I hope you enjoy. I do not own any of You-zitsu characters this is only a fanfic all rights belong to Shogo Kinugusa

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