Cover is not mineMy take on re-writing Servant Of Evil to suit our not-so tool, Peko PekoyamaHad a great/emotional time ;w;
He has everything. The Look, The Fame, The Fortune, The Power.Everyone in the world knows him. Some say he has no soul, just because he doesn't even blink when he crushes someone else's life. Some other, worship the ground he walks on. Some other, can't help but envy everything about him. But even with the world under his feet, There's nothing he wants more than this one girl. The one girl he already sets his eyes on since their toddler days. She's the only girl he'd gladly give up everything for. The only girl he will never think twice to get down on his knees just to see her smile. The only girl he ever loves.She is His world. Little does he know that he's also hers.
After the 'Death' of Suzuki Shizuku, Kiyotaka had no one to learn about emotions from and lost all his humanity to become a complete 'Monster'. 5 years later, The White Room was permanently shut-down because of Issues and the survivors were given to either their parents or the orphanage. Kiyotaka was adopted by the Ayanokoji Family. But... Unbeknownst to our protagonist... Shizuku was alive and always on the thought if Kiyotaka is fine in there. Let's see how these Childhood friends meet and spend their time in Tokyo Advanced Nurturing High School.Classroom of The Elite is not owned by me, The credits goes to the author Syougo Kinugasa.The OC Suzuki Shizuku, is not owned by me, The credits goes to @ejjs27 for this character.I do not own any images/pictures, any kind of media used in this story. Credits goes to their respective owners. (Of course, with the exception of those I made.)
When Chloe shoved the grey, oblong pill in his hand, Jeremy didn't know he was holding the end of his closest 11 year relationship, almost instant popularity, and the destruction of the entire student body. All he saw was the key to Michael's heart.And that's all that mattered at the moment.
My word. It has been so long since the time I've really been myself. I feel Evil. Like some evil criminal forced me into doing the wrong. Like they want me to feel ashamed. Of course, that's all in the pass. What I should be focusing on is what's going on in front of me. On the other side of the street in, I see a young boy. Fourteen none the less. I have never meet the boy, but all I could do was follow him. I had nothing else to do so it wasn't effecting my life as it is. All i know is that his name was Cloud. Though I knew everyone's name so it didn't matter as much, it was just an interesting name. So about a minute passed and Cloud spot with his blue eyes a girl. Her name was Corrin. Long, Black hair fit on top her head perfectly. And she wore a Red sweater with her hands always in her pockets. Being beautiful and the same age as Cloud, I could tell the young man was desperate to let a Hi fly into her ear and she would notice. The only concerning thing was she was wounded. She looked like she just came out of such an intense fight, with the long, red cut going down her cheek being extremely noticeable. Cloud did not hesitate. "Excuse me but are you okay." She replied. "Yeah I'm okay. I've just been cut that's all. Nothing bad". She seem to think of the cut as just a pimple on her face. The only pimple on that face. Cloud let out slowly,"Do you mind if I..." he paused. Forgot what he would say next completely. But it came out."take a look at the cut". God Damn, he's face turned more Red than the Freshest tomato. Corrin didn't acknowledge that. Instead, she smiled and said yes. She then let this out."You seem like an okay guy. What's your name". Immediately, Cloud blurred his name."ITS CLOUD. CLOUD LUDWIG". I didn't know what was funny, but she sure found it humorous. She than introduced herself. "I'm Corrin White. They now seemed to be friends. Going on, Corrin is a girl I've already met unlike Cloud. So instead, I tailed Corrin home. She has something I need.