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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL1mBPAB0lF
"I slept well."
Nemera tilted her head slightly.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt7XEQqH7nb
"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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsGNjWcRWbc
He touched shoulders. Adjusted collars. Whispered compliments too closely.
He never crossed a legal line.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ08TRa41b4M
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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ3bZthl5qd
"He makes me uncomfortable."
Nemera studied her face.
There was no fear.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcWncePflf7
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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGtA1V74aws
She had created a fake anonymous student account and sent messages to herself.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZZvOSNKmwO
She had written a confession note in Mr. Kwon's "style."
Nemera stared.
"You're fast," she said.
Mira smiled softly.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzlcIBO6Ekh
"You taught me."
Nemera felt something strange.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡij5nde7xnz
A ripple in her chest.
Excitement?164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm5UJkGVroc
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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNmyhqP9ekg
Students protested.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKw2l4SeB4Y
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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXd5louoPs8
"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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhmOcimQaJe
Fake testimonies from multiple "victims."164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4oF0PgSThQ
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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6KuVwJYXmQ
His house was vandalized.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhImOsMuDT3
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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeq5U6Bv5CM
"You destroyed his entire life."
Mira tilted her head.
"Isn't that what he deserved?"
Nemera had no answer.
Days passed.
Mr. Kwon resigned.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDN0blGzJOc
He stopped appearing in public.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiKSklUqsq6
Rumors said he was hospitalized.
Mira scrolled through comments.
"Monster."164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8tpVOSUEwy
"Predator."164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgE5yGSXYZi
"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 Seo164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq8fZQZwGta
Behavior Shift Detected164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDziMR3Et6l
Emotional response to punishment: Positive164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwbQmXeBrZn
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.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqkOd6sL5ru
Not sadness.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFjru2eiPWS
Not guilt.
Joy.
Mira stepped closer.
"Who's next?"
Nemera didn't answer.
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