an avid anime fan dies in our world and find themselves in a completely different world where people have colorful hair and alluring eyes --------------- i couldn't find many good classroom of the elite fan fictions so i decided to give it a shot myself this is my first attempt at writing fan fiction, so any useful criticism is appreciated obviously i don't own classroom of the elite the only thing i own is my oc's cover is not mine and i will take it down if asked :)
As Negan is running through the woods back home. He comes up on the cottage again. He runs right in the front door walks through the front room past the couch where the black hair girl was left asleep and into Sam and colleens room. Negan goes into the room and opens up a chest he pulls out a old rusty sword and a rigid bow that looks like it would snap if ever used. He sets them both up against the bed reaches in the chest again and pulls out some winter clothes a couple jackets and some thick pants. Ah here we go he says as Negan notices a bag underneath the pants and pulls it out. It's a brown bag with a strap on it Negan turns it over grabs the flap on top flips it open. Papers, items it's just a bunch of random stuff Negan thought. He looks over the bag again and notices some stitching on the underside he turns the bag over and reads Salazar, Negan sits in confusion for a moment and thinks Is this mine he opens the bag