Cover Arts of COTE (Y1) and (Y2)

He laid the pathway for their success, but he would also be the one to tear it down. To be defeated, to feel what the weak feel. These were things Ayanokoji desired to feel. And so, he would turn his back on the class. He would face off against them from now on without any remorse. He only hoped they could take him down. For now, he would have to make them believe him. In the next special exam, the Talent Special Exam, he would use all of his abilities in order to prove that he had the ability to crush them all. Only then would they see the threat that has been present in front of them this whole time. The third semester of their second year would be a tumultuous time. Reposted from Ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/46959079/

This is a rewrite of my last fanfic, The Blue Lock Masterpiece. A few changes to improve the story. I will try to extend the chapters and matches and try not to rush the story like I did the last time. Hopefully, you will like the changes. For those first coming into this via this fic, this is basically a story about Ayanokoji dropping out of ANHS in his third year and joining Blue Lock.

Credit to @raiko575 for the shido, Ayanokouji art on this killer cover thank you. Blue Lock Crossover Discord for updates also here: https://discord.gg/9SGQK5Vfp7 **** After experiencing what highschool life has to offer for a little over a year, everything came crashing down for Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Through no fault of his own, he has been forcibly taken out from ANHS by none other than his father. With the help of Tsukishiro, Ayanokouji's Father was able to dock his mid-term assessment, failing him in the process. Now leaving the school he enjoyed the small comforts of student life, Ayanokouji had to return to the White Room. ''The way I see it, you have two options bland masterpiece. You can accept a defeat you couldn't control and venture off into the obscurity that comes with politics. Or you can undergo my 'little' whiteroom experiment and pave your future with your own merits.'' The tall but skinny man in glasses and showing a blank stare reaffirmed himself. ''Don't get the wrong idea, genius. You will be going into uncharted territory and you might not even make it to my 300 man list. And even then, the only way you can reap the rewards I've laid out for you is by becoming the best. But how about it, perfect human? Do you want to keep those training wheels your father placed on you to satisfy his path, or do you want to let go of the training wheels and try something you actually have a chance at failing at? Doesn't it entice you?'' Those questions entered the very fabric of Ayanokouji's being. He had no other chance. If he wanted to experience the life he so desperately craved, then he must win the new white room: BLUE LOCK.

basically only the girls will react to the ln/anime they will see the behind the scenes Y2 v4.5 Kiyo and kei aren't dating. And the class poll exam did not happen updates might take awhile but I'll try to update this weekly . This is from my one shot book you can check it out if you want or not I can't really make you do something you dont want to do. credits:to kinugasa none of the characters are mine

Today is Friday September 4th, 2015... again. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka finds himself stuck in an infinite time loop. Experiencing the same late-summer day over and over again. After a few cycles he has memorized every little thing that happens and nothing has truly surprised him for quite a few days. That is... until one of his acquaintances, Ichinose Honami, shares her worries about this 'dream' she has had for the past 2 nights. Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction of the lightnovel "Classroom of the Elite". The canon story and characters are owned by Kinugasa Syougo.

All the SSs here are fictional. The original work belongs to Author Syougo Kinugasa and Illustrator Tomose Shunsaku.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is a Second Year Class D student currently attending the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School. After surviving the recent Uninhabited Island Exam with his classmates, the tides start to turn against Kiyotaka as new developments start to progress beyond the walls of the school. His past in the White Room will slowly be unraveled and thrust into the spotlight as new faces begin to converge. What will be awaiting Kiyotaka when he returns to the campus? Will his friends learn of his dark past? Will he be forced to reveal his true abilities to friend and foe? Will his fellow students accept or turn their backs on him? Find out in this fanfiction which will explore my ideas surrounding the white room and his cohort's reaction to his darkest secrets. MAJOR LIGHT NOVEL SPOILERS FOR YEAR 2 VOLUME 4. All Rights belong to Syougo Kinugasa - Author of Classroom of the Elite.

"-𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬" "-𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐘/𝐍" in which Y/n and the other elite teenagers text each other on the daily. ____________________________________________ -Mature language -some spoilers for the LN -contains some dark humor -Reader is gender neutral so anyone can read this (More notes in first chapter) HEAVILY Inspired by @BAJIBATS tokyo revengers Chatfic

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