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    All her hard work and careful preparation had vanished. In its ce, the screen was filled with images of overflowing dumpsters and scattered litter. Not a single proper slide remained—nothing but piles and piles of trash. Somebody had sabotaged her entire presentation, turning it into a public disaster! A strangled whisper escaped Katie. “This… This isn’t my work. How did this even happen?”


    Murmurs erupted through the auditorium.


    “She’s lost her mind, hasn’t she? What’s this supposed to be?”


    “Is this her idea of making an impression? This is a disaster, not a speech.”


    “How’d she even pass the selection process if this was what she nned to show?”


    Confusion and disbelief washed through the student body, each voice echoing the same shock. This event was the highlight of the semester—only those who’d survived countless rounds of judging could present.


    Hands shaking, Katie frantically clicked to the next slide, desperate to regain control. But the next slide brought the final blow. Across the screen, bold letters screamed, “Professor Wright is nothing but trash.”


    A collective gasp swept through the auditorium, a wave of disbelief and ufortable sympathy rippling across the crowd.


    “Did she really just do that? She’s finished—there’s no way she’ll get away with insulting Professor Wright.”


    “Just now, I thought maybe she was trying to be funny, but this is outright disrespect. No one’s ever insulted Professor Wright like this.”


    “Professor Wright is infamous for her high standards and strict discipline. Most students wouldn’t even risk a joke behind her back. But Katie just insulted her in public. I have to admit, that takes guts.”


    Panic overtook Katie as she scrambled in a futile attempt to stop the presentation. But no matter what she tried, the slides wouldn’t stop rolling automatically.


    Each new slide worsened the situation—one after another, the screen disyed not only cruel barbs aimed at Cassandra but also a string of private messages between Katie and Thea, revealing their harsh jokes and mean-spirited gossip about Cassandra.


    Katie felt like screaming. “No!” She couldn’t let people see this! Desperation gripped her. She threw herself in front of the projection, arms outstretched, hoping to shield the screen, but she was powerless. The slides kept ying, and the system ignored everymand to shut down. Humiliation burned as the horrifying realization set in: someone had orchestrated her downfall.


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    The crowd’s whispers grew louder, each new voice adding to the sting.


    “Whoever set this up really had it out for Katie. One doesn’t end up on st like this by ident.”


    “There’s no way Katie would tank her own future like this. But now that those messages are public, she’s dragging whoever chatted with her online down with her.”


    “Just who did Katie offend? Exposing her private chat logs in front of the whole school…”


    “This is pure self-sabotage. Professor Wright is strict, but this level of nder? Katie practically dug her own grave.”


    “Disgusting! Insinuating Professor Wright only got her job at such a young age by using connections? Katie hailed from the Dawson family, yet acts with zero ss. The things she wrote were vile…”


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