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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8dW4LiK3YZ
"I slept well."
Nemera tilted her head slightly.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTVnym1YAIz
"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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxRmaPC7dk3
He touched shoulders. Adjusted collars. Whispered compliments too closely.
He never crossed a legal line.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgcGmQiH4t9
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9oFgtN1zQL
"He makes me uncomfortable."
Nemera studied her face.
There was no fear.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWkMJtqOBVF
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwwY2W5fiqh
She had created a fake anonymous student account and sent messages to herself.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlJxyvl90Yo
She had written a confession note in Mr. Kwon's "style."
Nemera stared.
"You're fast," she said.
Mira smiled softly.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGhNA1WfV1x
"You taught me."
Nemera felt something strange.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZFLQAhhZ76
A ripple in her chest.
Excitement?56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTN5yFF9qOP
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn912gRGbYq
Students protested.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhniyogqmQI
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbwbSejmymM
"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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmIsmgc6Eoj
Fake testimonies from multiple "victims."56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡioinOZ3MHl
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgu0P0lBkCD
His house was vandalized.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuCdSQOiDbZ
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnNpOAmu1ZP
"You destroyed his entire life."
Mira tilted her head.
"Isn't that what he deserved?"
Nemera had no answer.
Days passed.
Mr. Kwon resigned.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlg8VcD21KJ
He stopped appearing in public.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV6arJgLBjW
Rumors said he was hospitalized.
Mira scrolled through comments.
"Monster."56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjufeWNyQDc
"Predator."56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUsOXEVY18W
"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 Seo56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9OrDTUIaYc
Behavior Shift Detected56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSJjVXRFpxb
Emotional response to punishment: Positive56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJJnOe7cRTk
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbCIspmO7Uq
Not sadness.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnnOVRE9qN7
Not guilt.
Joy.
Mira stepped closer.
"Who's next?"
Nemera didn't answer.
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