This is my first fic ever so don't expect it to be good! I'd say I have pretty decent English but it's not my first language so expect some mistakes. This is kind of a crackfic btw (50/50 i'd say?). Yeah idk what else to say, just read it Classroom of the elite and its characters are owned by and belong to Shōgo Kinugasa

[Classroom of the Elite × Pokémon] They say that a caged Pidgey can't fly. Even when you open the doors. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, a White Room operative, contaminated by Ultra Space and transferred to Advanced Nurturing High School under the pretense of recovery. His father calls it mercy. The White Room calls it observation. He? He calls it a different cage. Disclaimer: I dont own Pokemon, or COTE. Both are not owned by different people that are not me.

Cote x JJK Fic

Subaru "Sybau Nutsuki" Natsuki is a mogger in all forms. Aura. Huzz. Drip. He got that shit on, and he got shit on... ...BECAUSE HE'S DEAD! Due to some freak accident at the Travis Scott concert, he has now been reincarnated in another world. Where Kings have crowns, he's got waves. Where witches have powers, Subaru has bitches for hours. AKA: "EasyQueasy goes batshit insane for around 3000 words"

[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.

He was an utter disgrace to the family name, kicked out from the main family for his incompetence. Yet he struggled like a roach, scuttling in the darkness, waiting for the meager crumbs of opportunity that may come his way. "The only appropriate response to a roach is to squash it. You do not deserve even a single drop of sentimentality, father."

The sun sank, reluctant to leave, as though it knew the weight of the moment. Three years folded quietly, like the final page of a story too difficult to finish. Graduation. Not a celebration, but the quiet end of something that would never be the same again. The friendships, the battles, the secrets we kept. The truth, finally, would be impossible to hide. "We walked in as strangers. We'd walk out as ghosts." "I didn't lose because I wasn't strong. I lost because I thought strength was enough." "Growth doesn't come from safety. It comes from resistance. From friction. From standing at a crossroads and making a choice you can't take back." A three POV triptych - my version of graduation.

this fanfic will have some intense elements, and the twist is that Ayanokoji won't be starting in Class D at all. I'll also be adding a lot of twists to the exams, though not major changes just some fun surprises. Pretty Slow paced but it will pick up it's pace as Arc 1 comes to an end It's going to be pretty gory at times, just a warning some fucked up shit will happen later -My grammar is fine, but feel free to tell me if I need to fix anything. - -I don't own Classroom of the Elite-

P-AWNS: Perplexed-Advanced Writers Nurturing School The graveyard atmosphere returned. He smiled at him, which Kiyotaka once believed impossible. "The story never ended, Kiyotaka." In which, 15-year-old Kiyotaka Ayanokouji chose to turn down Japan's most prestigious high school for another place.

'Please, join ANHS' basketball team!' 'No, why would I do that?' 'COME ON! We may not be the best right now, but we're aiming for nationals this year! At least watch us play.' 'No, sorry Sudo.' 'Just watch us play one game. It's a practice match against Rakuzan, A Generation of Miracles is on that team.' 'I don't know what that is.' 'They're like a group of the best first-year high school students in the country and can easily go pro in the future. Just watch us against the projected best team in the country and if it still bores your ass off than I'll stop bringing it up.' 'Ok...' ---------------------------------------------- Written by me and @Cosmic12345678 (Select sections of his choosing) and edited by him as well