Mag-log inAs Mr. Lockwood took all of this in, his expression turned grim. He fixed Mr. Caldwell with a piercing glare and said, "Mr. Caldwell, you had better be able to explain this to the disciplinary committee."The spectacle had spiraled far beyond anything anyone could have anticipated.Mr. Lockwood immediately called campus security and the disciplinary committee.Within ten minutes, several security guards and disciplinary committee staff arrived on the scene.Jasper, Zane, and Cody were forcibly separated. Then, under the scornful gazes of the entire class, they were led out of the lecture hall.Three days later, the college issued an official notice.Jasper was expelled for severe academic fraud, defrauding me of money, bullying, and bribing Mr. Caldwell. Due to the egregious nature of his offenses, he was denied his diploma outright.Zane and Cody were placed on academic probation, had their graduation deferred by one year, and received a permanent stain on their academic record
The moment those words left my mouth, all the colors drained out of Zane's and Cody's faces.They instinctively clutched the pockets holding their phones, their eyes darting away nervously.It had never even crossed their minds that I would check the food delivery records in front of the entire class, so naturally, they hadn't bothered to clear their order history."Go on, show us. What's the matter? Are you scared?" I continued in a louder voice, "This meal adds up to nearly 200 dollars—you didn't happen to buy it with the cleaning fees I paid, did you?""What gives you the right to go through our phones? That's private!" Zane backed away guiltily, not daring to pull out his phone.Just as their guilty consciences were about to get the better of them, a guy stood up from the back row of the lecture hall.It was Rudy Barlow, the student council secretary who lived in the dorm room right next to mine."I can testify!" Rudy said loudly. "Yesterday morning, when I went to borrow a
Confronted with Professor Kline's firsthand testimony, Jasper swayed and nearly lost his footing."No, that's not how it was. Who's to say Theodore didn't snoop on my paper five months ago and deliberately set this whole thing up just to frame me today? Yeah! That has to be it!"He suddenly jerked his head up, as if he'd just grabbed hold of his last lifeline."Theodore can't even produce a single draft right now—what proof does he have that he wrote the entire paper on his own?"Seeing him doubling down with zero remorse, I decided I was done holding back.I unzipped my backpack and pulled out a hard drive."Zane, that mocha you spilled on my laptop yesterday did fry the motherboard. But you thought thrashing my laptop meant all the evidence was gone?"Yesterday afternoon, I begged the repair shop owner for help, and he stayed up all night working on it. He used jumper wire recovery to pull every last bit of data off this hard drive."I walked up to the podium and plugged the
Jasper's forehead broke out in a cold sweat.Forcing himself to appear calm, he swallowed hard and began reciting the explanation he had prepared in advance."The derivation mainly uses eigenvalue decomposition to map the high-dimensional matrix to a lower-dimensional space, and then—""Wrong!" I cut him off mercilessly. "That's a logical dead end I planted on purpose to prevent anyone from stealing my data."The hall erupted in shock."What do you mean?" someone couldn't help but ask.I explained, "In the final draft I sent you to submit for me, I deliberately flipped the value range of this parameter. Without cross-referencing the supplementary dataset on my laptop for a second correction, this matrix would fall apart at step three."It could never produce the result for step four. Jasper, you didn't even spot the trap, so how can you claim you wrote this paper?"All the color drained out of Jasper's face."You're making this up! You set this whole thing up just to trap me!"
With bloodshot eyes, I screamed those words out in front of the whole class. The force of it stunned everyone into silence for a brief moment.Then, the murmurs started up again."Has Theodore lost his mind? He lives like a pig, and now he's trying to take credit for Jasper's paper?""Seriously, jealousy messes people up. The guy's a broke loser who can barely work his own phone—what would he know about raw data anyway?""Mr. Caldwell, just call security and have Theodore thrown out already. Stop letting him waste everyone's time."As the vicious mockery swirled around me, I clenched my jaw so hard I tasted blood in my mouth.A brief flicker of panic flashed through Jasper's eyes, but he masked it just as quickly.He then cleared his throat with forced calm, his features rearranging themselves into the righteous indignation of a man gravely wronged."Theodore, I know you're upset because our Model Room standing was revoked. I can even accept you blaming me for not helping you c
I stared at the puddle of mocha on my laptop, my mind going completely blank.Zane had destroyed my laptop and the only evidence I had!Like a headless chicken, I rushed over to the campus security office and applied to check the surveillance footage.Hoping to prove Jasper and the others were the ones who left the trash on my bed yesterday, I used the legitimate excuse that someone had been dumping trash in the hallway outside the dorm."The surveillance for the 4th floor of Building Four?" The security guard checked his computer and shook his head. "Unfortunately, the cameras on that floor were under maintenance yesterday afternoon, so nothing was recorded."I stood there dumbfounded, cold sweat trickling down my back.Jasper was the student body president. He must have checked the maintenance schedule in advance, and that was why he'd been so brazen.My laptop was destroyed, the surveillance footage was gone, Mr. Caldwell sided with Jasper, and Mr. Lockwood didn't believe me.







