Ayanokouji Has always had his mind set on winning but that all changes when he is confronted by none other than Horikita.

This is a fan fiction from me. The anime is Classroom of the Elite. Suzune and Kiyotaka. This fan fiction will start when they are little. Like around 12 or 13 is good. It goes until they are in high school. Or maybe even more if I want to. It has a lot of chapters. Some of which are short while others are long. Warning bad grammar. Also language and some content is inappropriate. But I will say when there is inappropriate content.

I was reading a ayanokoji x horikita suzune When this came to mind

In this story follow Ayanokoji as he goes to the most prestigice jujutsu high in Japan to know the story read the first chapter. The ship is Ayanokoji x Horikita Found the profile picture on reddit but the one who released it wasn't listed heres the link https://www.reddit.com/r/ClassroomOfTheElite/comments/1ak91lc/%E5%91%AA%E8%A1%93%E3%81%AE%E3%82%A8%E3%83%AA%E3%83%BC%E3%83%88_jujutsu_no_elite/

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka is expelled from ANHS. Class 3-C is now leaderless, leaving his entire class behind. Leaving the entire school behind to the past. The night before his expulsion, he makes 1 certain phone call to a student within his year. Fast forward 2 years into the future, now the untold mysteries of Ayanokoji coming to light. We will follow Horikita Suzune throughout this story. I do not own any characters in this story. This story is only for fun. This is only a short story, so there will be no in depth plot behind it. The ship will be at the bottom. Please Enjoy! Ayanokoji x Horikita

I've always been..... the best till ...... I met you I've never cared ...... always seen people as pawn until.... i met you

Horikita Suzune didn't expect to lose against Ayanokouji Kiyotaka in the midterm exams. She didn't expect that it would lead to her becoming his maid, either. How does she react to this turn? With a lot of glaring and insults, followed by acceptance and realization that this may be her chance to learn more about the enigma surrounding her newfound master...

He died wishing to see her one last time. But when his eyes opened, it wasn't the afterlife. It was the bus to Advanced Nurturing High School. And she was sitting there-just like before. Kiyotaka×Suzune fanfic it's a slight COTE regression story like most of you've guessed already and Idk if I could do a job like others, but wish me luck?

"Your Highness! watch out!" A voice shook him awake on the battlefield, though barely breathing. He had made an inconceivable mistake of letting his emotions take control. "Help her," was all he could mutter. She was never up to his standards, yet he accepted her for who she really was. She constantly irked at the thought of being controlled by him, yet she wanted him to be the puppeteer of her- Once they met, then they parted. Here's the story of them; how they met, how they grew, and how they fell, yet fate and destiny never gave them a break from each other. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a fanfiction. Just a simple Horikita x Ayanokōji from the COTE universe. Disclaimer: The anime/manga of the Classroom of the Elite is not in the ownership of my name. I DO NOT own any characters or images used in the story, including in the story cover.

Suzune Horikita never expected anything from Kakeru Ryuen - not kindness, not change, and certainly not love. Their first real encounter was supposed to be fleeting - a confrontation on a cruise ship, full of sarcasm and tension. But Ryuen, unpredictable and infuriating, started showing up in her life more and more... until he was impossible to ignore. As rumors swirl and classmates whisper, something strange begins to bloom between them - not violent, not cruel, but quiet. Curious. Real. Ryuen, once the king of chaos, starts to change - not for the world, but for her. And Suzune, guarded and logical, finds herself breaking open in ways she never expected. Over a year of slow, subtle growth, the two opposites navigate first glances, awkward confessions, confrontations, softness, and the long road toward something deeper. It's not a perfect love. But it might be the real kind.