Classroom of the Elite: Portrayal

Chapter 5: For those who don't

The gym at A.N.H.S was a hub of activity, and on this particular day, Rokusuke and I had set our sights on a challenging workout. We were at the bench press, determined to push ourselves to new limits. The barbell loaded with 140 kilograms felt like a formidable challenge, but we were ready to take it on.

With each repetition, the weight pressed against our chests, demanding every ounce of strength we could muster. My muscles strained, and sweat dripped down my forehead, but the sense of accomplishment with each successful lift was invigorating.

As we continued our set, I couldn't help but notice that our workout had garnered quite an audience. People had stopped their routines to watch us, their eyes fixed on the barbell as it rose and fell with each repetition. Some had even pulled out their smartphones, capturing photos and videos of our effort.

The attention was both exhilarating and slightly intimidating. We had become a focal point in the gym, and our determination and dedication were on full display. The knowledge that others were witnessing our hard work pushed us to perform at our best.

Rokusuke and I exchanged encouraging nods as we continued our reps, drawing strength from each other's presence. The gym had become a space of mutual support and admiration, where the dedication of one could inspire many.

With our final rep, we re-racked the barbell, our chests heaving with exertion. The applause and cheers from the onlookers were humbling, a testament to the sense of community and camaraderie that defined the gym at A.N.H.S.

As we caught our breath Rokusuke did his usual Rokusuke feel himself with his mirror.

"Say Hiro boy shall we do 160kg for reps?" He grinned.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't see why not."

Just as I was about to put the plates on the bar someone interrupted me.

She had long, flowing brown hair that added to her beauty. Her presence exudes an air of sophistication and she carries herself with a sense of poise.

The person beside her was a beautiful and charming young woman with long platinum blonde hair and crimson eyes.

I didn't know them, so that must have meant one thing. They were seniors.

"My name is Asahina. It's a pleasure to meet you." She smiled extending her hand out.

Out of the girls that were at the gym these two were the first to approach me. Honestly I would rather these approach me rather than just look from afar.

So these girls got a little bit of respect for doing that.

I smiled back accepting her introduction. "Likewise. My name is Hatanaka."

"I couldn't help but notice that I didn't see you at the opening ceremony?"

"What? You wish you could've seen me there?" I smirked.

Asahina let out a sly smile shrugging her shoulders. "Who knows? Maybe you would've found out if you did."

She pulled out her phone. "Let's exchange contacts."

My first official phone number was from a girl who wasn't either Chiaki or Arisu.

Nicely done me.

"Sure." I smiled, as we did this I could see the girls glaring with daggers at Asahina. Asahina was simply the only one who was brave enough to do so.

While this was all happening I couldn't help but notice that the girl beside her had an amused look on her face. Something told me that she was troublesome.