MISANTHROPIC | pjm. [COMPLETED]

Chapter Five

I walked out of the bathroom, watching as the teacher that locked the faculty gave me a small smile as I sat on one of the benches nearby. To prevent any suspicions, I pulled out my phone and started typing nonsense into a text box. 

"Hey, you should go home." Erika made her way over and motioned me to come. I flashed her a small smile and shook my head slowly. "It's getting late. The school isn't going to close, but by this time, all students mustn't be in this floor." 

"Alright. Don't worry about me, Ma'am. I just have something to say to a teacher." I lied. She seemed reluctant for a bit, but eventually nodded and walked away. I put on my earphones, so I would look even more less conscious. 

I didn't play any music. So I could still hear everything clearly - and when I heard the footsteps coming nearby from the faculty, I quickly made my way to the bathroom and stayed there for a short while, until the footsteps faded. 

The lights dimmed. And from downstairs, I heard doors close and lock. And in a matter of minutes, everything was quiet. Pulling out my phone for light, I check the time, 8:34PM. 

From my hair, I grabbed a bobby pin and walked out of the bathroom once again. Lowering my phone's brightness to avoid any attention, I slowly made my way in front of the faculty door, and ever so fluently, inserted the bobby pin inside the lock. 

I was used to picking locks by now. I knew how to manage them. And once hearing a satisfying click, I couldn't help but smile as I pulled the door open. Once I got inside, I locked it again. I took a deep breath, eyeing the room. 

As expected, the teachers' table were all here. 

I needed to hack the school system. I needed to get ahold of everyone's identity and records to have more information. Not only that - but for my benefits for tests, I had to get another students' paper. 

I only had to memorise the answers. 

As I walked around the room, searching for a familiar name, I couldn't help but think of how much worse my year was going to be. I had to bring back the students papers before the tests would begin. Because if I got low grades, I had to do things a good student had to do. 

Catch up. Repeat even, maybe. 

Once my eyes landed on a familiar name, I dropped my bag nearby and grabbed an ipad and my usb, before inserting it into the computer. I was lucky they were desktops and not laptops. As the computer took in the usb's information, I directed my attention to the piles of papers on the side. 

Knowing exactly what to do, I took my time to read the paper's grades correctly. Once seeing a perfect score, I didn't hesitate on pulling out the 3 page test. I didn't bother reading the name, as that would make my mind hurt even more. 

I looked at the computer, and transported the virus into the student files, so that when clicked on, it glitch and basically do all sorts of things but open. I hoped it would work. I wasn't very good with computers, but it always did work. 

But before that, I managed to transport all student files into the usb. Once the process was done, I pulled the usb out and placed it inside my bag. Everything was going so well, until I heard the sound of the door opening. 

Cursing under my breath for being so unaware, I slowly turned around, and my eyes couldn't help but widen at the man standing in front of me, as shocked as I was. 

My eyes narrowed, "What the fuck are you doing here?" 

Surprised by my sudden hostility, he put his hands in the air. "I forgot to get my test papers that I needed to study for a special exam next next week." he stopped himself from saying no more when his eyes dropped on the papers I was holding.