The classroom felt different.
Mira sat beside Nemera, her hands folded neatly on the desk. Her eyes were calmer than before. Colder.
Nemera noticed.
"You didn't look shocked today," Nemera said quietly.
Mira looked at the board, pretending to listen to the teacher.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTjKnVp0L8k
"I slept well."
Nemera tilted her head slightly.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdbpauIE8at
"That's unusual of You."Mira didn't answer. She only smiled.
Mr. Kwon, the literature teacher, was loved by everyone.
Kind. Funny. Friendly. And love by everyone.
But Nemera had noticed something.
He laughed too much with female students.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcqVjhOOYOU
He touched shoulders. Adjusted collars. Whispered compliments too closely.
He never crossed a legal line.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPeihWNz2Cf
He crossed a moral one.
Nemera wrote in her notebook:
Experiment 2: Authority Figure.Mira leaned over.
"Are we doing him?"
Nemera looked at her.
Her voice had changed.
"Are we?" Nemera repeated.
Mira nodded slowly.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLmhHOThXj8
"He makes me uncomfortable."
Nemera studied her face.
There was no fear.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcElDXmmYb8
Only anticipation.
After school, they sat in the library.
Nemera expected to plan everything herself.
But Mira opened her laptop.
"I already started," she whispered.
Nemera raised an eyebrow.
Mira had collected screenshots, edited voice clips, and fake emails.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzaHCHajhMW
She had created a fake anonymous student account and sent messages to herself.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxZDwfyomhL
She had written a confession note in Mr. Kwon's "style."
Nemera stared.
"You're fast," she said.
Mira smiled softly.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtd3XOFMNgz
"You taught me."
Nemera felt something strange.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuoma0oseEq
A ripple in her chest.
Excitement?130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgk2c1CNmbN
Or... caution?
"Is better you go Home." Nemera said analysing him.
Two days later, chaos exploded.A student account posted screenshots of inappropriate messages from Mr. Kwon.
A fake voice recording leaked—his voice asking a student to stay after class.
Parents called the school.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNjN98ybYln
Students protested.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH4zH2PX4wG
The principal launched an investigation.
Mr. Kwon denied everything.
"I never said those things!"
No one believed him.
In the hallway, he collapsed against a wall, trembling.
Mira watched from afar.
Her eyes sparkled.
Nemera noticed.
On the rooftop, Nemera and Mira watched teachers discussing Mr. Kwon below.
"He might lose his job," Nemera said calmly.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjlHczak16I
"That's enough punishment."
Mira tilted her head.
"Enough?"
Nemera looked at her.
"He won't teach again. That's justice. Like you said to me."
Mira's fingers tightened on the railing.
"He should suffer more."
Nemera blinked.
Mira looked at her with a gentle smile.
"He made girls feel small. He deserves to feel that too."
Nemera felt something cold crawl up her spine.(For the second time time)
That night, a new post appeared.
Not from Nemera.
From Mira.
A detailed anonymous blog post described Mr. Kwon as a predator, exaggerating everything.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ9MdcPM3CM
Fake testimonies from multiple "victims."130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3v0xgCEitJ
A photoshopped image of him touching a student.
The story spread beyond the school.
Local news picked it up.
Mr. Kwon's family received threats.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4MgbQArlPG
His house was vandalized.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpuoYrHy3WL
His daughter stopped going to school.
Nemera stared at the screen.
"This wasn't the plan," she whispered.
Mira sat beside her, calm.
"I improved it."
Nemera looked at her.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC7MUMscLZ1
"You destroyed his entire life."
Mira tilted her head.
"Isn't that what he deserved?"
Nemera had no answer.
Days passed.
Mr. Kwon resigned.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHPPYfU0uL1
He stopped appearing in public.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYU5qD0Im85
Rumors said he was hospitalized.
Mira scrolled through comments.
"Monster."130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡigjHqP80iX
"Predator."130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGxXfgzLQUc
"Rot in hell."
She smiled.
Nemera watched her.
"You like this," Nemera said.
Mira looked up, surprised.
"...Is that bad?"
Nemera hesitated.
She had never hesitated before.
Late at night, Nemera opened her notebook.
She wrote:
Subject: Mira Seo130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkr2VgSiUDV
Behavior Shift Detected130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4uTVtPwvOx
Emotional response to punishment: Positive130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZtupZLH23p
Risk Level: High
She stared at Mira's name.
Then she whispered:
"...I... created this."
On the rooftop, Mira stood alone, looking down at the city lights.
Nemera approached.
"You went too far," Nemera said quietly.
Mira turned around.
Her smile was soft. Sweet. Almost innocent.
"He deserved it."
Nemera stared into her eyes.
For the first time, she saw something she didn't understand.
Not fear.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmkNnYHSxtF
Not sadness.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHLJjr7Qabf
Not guilt.
Joy.
Mira stepped closer.
"Who's next?"
Nemera didn't answer.
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