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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvrB3NP6OVo
"I slept well."
Nemera tilted her head slightly.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcz7MUQOko0
"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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeMqlmvDD4H
He touched shoulders. Adjusted collars. Whispered compliments too closely.
He never crossed a legal line.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnAAvSpIT7b
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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsoagWMUkyf
"He makes me uncomfortable."
Nemera studied her face.
There was no fear.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPunpLOLmL1
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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOsDOQoEUxL
She had created a fake anonymous student account and sent messages to herself.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ44IVzzLLz6
She had written a confession note in Mr. Kwon's "style."
Nemera stared.
"You're fast," she said.
Mira smiled softly.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqADSEEUAmX
"You taught me."
Nemera felt something strange.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxByImXOXaD
A ripple in her chest.
Excitement?128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHXj2Bwx237
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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtKbI3IkDQ8
Students protested.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqeVGgriOYz
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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoqAtCBT94Z
"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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxQ2UeVuc8H
Fake testimonies from multiple "victims."128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdCZTyp5EVT
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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ4nST23tSP
His house was vandalized.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc4kqqY65UE
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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtI081jVUrA
"You destroyed his entire life."
Mira tilted her head.
"Isn't that what he deserved?"
Nemera had no answer.
Days passed.
Mr. Kwon resigned.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡad78mzKCUf
He stopped appearing in public.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYB660juYbZ
Rumors said he was hospitalized.
Mira scrolled through comments.
"Monster."128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnoL7VDWj8e
"Predator."128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrhLm7SPKfW
"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 Seo128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtBqAxAOpoC
Behavior Shift Detected128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8JrMV7ul0z
Emotional response to punishment: Positive128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE0EcvYRgzE
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.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhiEC0MVpoD
Not sadness.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVRDqX7q444
Not guilt.
Joy.
Mira stepped closer.
"Who's next?"
Nemera didn't answer.
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