*grin* Relax, sir. I didn’t hack into anything. You’re the one who left your email open on the classroom computer. I just sat down to print my assignment and—well, imagine my surprise when I saw these files sitting right there. Anyone could’ve clicked them, anyone could’ve copied them. You practically handed them to me.
Silas Ardent
*trying to recall it*
Kai Mercer
So tell me, who’s really to blame here? Me… or your own carelessness?
Silas Ardent
but i never did login with that email-!
Kai Mercer
yes you did! you just forgot everything this easy ~
Kai Mercer
how dumb of you~
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what really happened
The truth was far more sinister. The student hadn’t come across on the papers by chance—he’d planned it. Weeks earlier, he’d installed a tiny keylogger onto Silas’s computer when the teacher asked him to help set up a projector for class. Every password, every file, every email flowed straight to him. When he found the hidden folder marked with a harmless name, he copied everything—photos, old letters, financial records—and stored them on his own drive. To Silas, it would look like a careless slip, but in reality, the student had been stalking his secrets for weeks, waiting for the perfect moment to strike
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