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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8sTOGGVW5V
"I slept well."
Nemera tilted her head slightly.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡflEJwb4Fsf
"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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpFTi8ayJoz
He touched shoulders. Adjusted collars. Whispered compliments too closely.
He never crossed a legal line.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr7sYKYCRv9
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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIvIvqFND0Q
"He makes me uncomfortable."
Nemera studied her face.
There was no fear.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW454vUgdi9
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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDHTaWl8Ffz
She had created a fake anonymous student account and sent messages to herself.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCYIXSSrkGT
She had written a confession note in Mr. Kwon's "style."
Nemera stared.
"You're fast," she said.
Mira smiled softly.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRgD6axvmge
"You taught me."
Nemera felt something strange.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEODhGRg6hQ
A ripple in her chest.
Excitement?84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiM5oeiHYua
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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡot2rYnS0FR
Students protested.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcLKeB2ZG1T
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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzkctbUX208
"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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsS47lEX8XQ
Fake testimonies from multiple "victims."84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ62s8TltKRO
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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡefSwajVoT4
His house was vandalized.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwHW3P1BuWA
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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0hDgguIbjS
"You destroyed his entire life."
Mira tilted her head.
"Isn't that what he deserved?"
Nemera had no answer.
Days passed.
Mr. Kwon resigned.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGeeJrYqvjQ
He stopped appearing in public.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7kasJTsxAU
Rumors said he was hospitalized.
Mira scrolled through comments.
"Monster."84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrdhLJxQJOe
"Predator."84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDzLxcmZY5j
"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 Seo84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtFF2HvJiti
Behavior Shift Detected84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyydq73oR5I
Emotional response to punishment: Positive84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpLcviUHUQk
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.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnc34HOLO0l
Not sadness.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd0K2ab8o4a
Not guilt.
Joy.
Mira stepped closer.
"Who's next?"
Nemera didn't answer.
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