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Silver Wolf's eyes scan around the computer as she clicks on one of the school reports: Graphia Girls' High. Reports about an influencer in the school—seems she's just a typical high school girl. So just what could be the issue here?
"Influencer with over 650 thousand followers, huh.." She mutters, then suddenly—
Kafka—the current Minister of Education (she's anything but education..) and Blade, the Inspector (low-key insane over time after his wife's passing) Silver Wolf hastily closed her tabs and put the table back to the main desk, looking at Kafka, smiling serenely.
"Ah, reports about a student assaulting teachers, from Graphia Girls' High. An influencer on Arcadia Star, supposedly live streaming right now. I'll show the user's page now."
Silver Wolf redirects a page on her computer, linking to the projector and showing a singular account: OhMySparxicle. The profile picture was a selfie, high quality and somewhat pretty. White flowy hair, tied to pigtails, hearts and diamond shaped symbols on each of her cheek.
"Play the video." Kafka says in her usual sassy-like tone.
Silver Wolf nods and clicks on the video, highlighted 'LIVE NOW' showing Sparxie on her school uniform, her voice immediately filling the whole room: energetic, and definitely a voice for influencers.
"Heey everybody!! Welcome to my stream!! I am going to school as of right now, look at the sunny weather!" She turned the camera to be facing the fields. "My mood today is unexpectedly best today!"
The video skips to her showing around her whole class, who was waving at the camera collectively. One even shouted. "Sparxie is pretty!" And turned around playfully and bashfully. She sat the camera down at her pink stand, talking to it.
"An influencer. Need we have to monitor anything?"
As the teacher came, Sparxie gave no respect and continued talking to the chat. The teacher took the phone and turned her camera to her face. "Sorry, Sparxie has to go to class now. But she'll come back soon!"
And so, she returned the phone, ending the stream.
"I won't confiscate your phone this time, but right now, we have to attend class." Her voice is soft and gentle. Sparxie nods and speaks. "Alright, miss Firefly!"
"Seems like nothing's wrong about this girl. Just minor streaming in class." Blade says, crossing his arms.
Just the next day, Sparxie posted a video: the teacher—Firefly, cutting a student's hair. It can't be for real, right? The caption was a long passage saying Firefly cut the student's hair for a stupid reason, the comments quickly saying how the teacher was idiotic, spreading death threats and wishes.
The three assemble together again, looking at the footage. "Something's up. We should go investigate."
"But who? Do you want me to go or something?" Silver Wolf says, mildly , just like her usual attitude.
"Do you?"
Two words. Quickly shuts Silver Wolf's mouth. She shakes her head fervently. "Nope. Absolutely not."
"Good."
"Then... Who do you want to make them go?" Blade questions, and Kafka smirks. A twitch of her lips going upwards.
In Graphia Girls' High, Firefly walks with a girl, Luxirui, wearing oversized heels, who was clearly walking uncomfortably. As soon as no one was there, she took them off and walked towards Firefly. As they enter the classroom, the two of them were hit with loud voices of girls and students walking around, unaware of the teacher's arrival. Firefly sighs as she opens the attendance book.
"I'll take attendance now..." As she says the student's names, no one seems to hear her talk at all. Luxirui notices the behaviour, and immediately yelled out in her still calm voice.
"Alright! Everyone listen to me! Please! Hand over your cellphones!"
A collective of groans sound the whole class, as some of them even start swearing.