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

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?

A fiction story from the LN series, Classroom of the Elite. Ichinose Honami originally from Class B was allotted in Class D when the school began. In a so called class full of defects Ichinose faces different challenges which the school offers to nurture her as a human.

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?

Professor Ayanokoji believed that he could mold and shape the perfect human, but not even he could predict the complexities of the heart. His one goal: To see who could surprass, Male or Female. They're like two souls forged in the crucible of the White Room and are destined to clash in a game of love and ambition. He's the master strategist while she is the virtuoso of manipulation. There can only be one winner in this game of hearts. This is meant to be a SLOWBURN romance between ayanokoji and y/n and Im making sure to include mainly everything from the anime

To be loved is not a right. It is not freely given. It is something to be earned. Controlled. Mastered. But admiration is fleeting. People get bored. They look elsewhere. And if there's one thing Kushida has learned, it's that the same techniques that make people love you... can also make them turn against someone else. Because control isn't just about being adored. It's about making sure no one ever takes your place. And Kushida Kikyou will do whatever it takes to stay on top. Even if it means never being truly known at all. That is, until she meets...

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is a mysterious individual. Despite being at the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School where you can get any job you want as long as you graduate from Class A, he strives for just a normal high school life and freedom. The reason? Because he came from the White Room where inhumane things happened in order to create an artificial genius. A masterpiece. But what actually happened in the White Room? What is Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's past? Why is he the person that he is today? All is answered here. (I do not own Classroom of the Elite. All credit goes to Syougo Kinugasa for his amazing Classroom of the Elite Light Novel)

Shiroi Kaslana is an extraordinary individual, capable of feats that surpass the abilities of any other prodigy. Possessing a stunning intellect from a young age, she finds the constant praise of those around her to be both unnerving and unfulfilling. Despite her privileged life, Shiroi finds herself longing for something more - excitement, challenge, and the thrill of pushing herself to her limits. Her family and friends provide a source of fun and enjoyment, yet it's not the same as what she yearns for. A challenge that demands her full attention and ability is what Shiroi craves. She hasn't felt that since she was eight years old, when she faced off against a boy named Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. After some research, she discovers that an elite school in Tokyo Metropolitan, Advanced Nurturing High School (ANHS), might provide her with what she seeks. She successfully convinces her parents to send her there instead of St. Freya, a girl's school she's been attending since middle school. Will ANHS be able to give Shiroi the excitement and challenge she seeks, or will it fall short of her expectations? Only time will tell. But, regardless of the outcome, Shiroi's journey will be one of growth, self-discovery, and the pursuit of her passions. This story is based on the characters and world of Cote. It is a crossover fic with elements of Honkai Impact 3rd. Therefore, the characters, experience and world may different from their canon counterparts. Please note that while I do not own the characters or the Cote series itself, I do own my original character (OC) present in the story. I hope you will enjoy reading it, and I welcome any feedback you may have. (Rewrite version)