Leo didn’t move. He didn’t breathe.
Panic spread. Students nearby saw the printer paper. Someone screamed. Mr. Hendricks burst in, saw the screen, and went pale. “Who unblocked the Literature Club?” he whispered.
00:00.
Leo reached for the hinge. But the Chromebook moved first. The screen rotated 180 degrees on its own, facing Leo directly. The camera light blinked green. It was on.
00:45.
Because behind him, in perfect unison, every Chromebook in the study hall—all thirty of them—flipped their screens around and smiled.