Meanwhile at Lunaris Academy, the atmosphere in Principal Jameson's office was absolute chaos. Phones rang nonstop and the scent of strong coffee and fear clung to the air.
Four staffers sat hunched at desks around the room, juggling calls, typing furiously, and barking into receivers. Everyone was speaking over one another, rapid-fire updates flying.
"No, ma'am, the video has already been scrubbed from most major platforms—yes, the school's legal team is working on the rest—"
"Mr. Avax wants a confirmation his daughter is not being dragged for this."
"No, we cannot confirm who leaked it. That's confidential—"
Meanwhile, at the center of the commotion, Principal Meredith Jameson stood at her desk, one hand pressed against her temple, the other gripping her phone like it was a ticking bomb.
"Yes, sir, there's nothing to fear," she said, voice crisp and composed despite the chaos surrounding her. "This is a minor setback. We've got everything under control."
Pause.
