Jhcorp

When she emerged into the open air, the sun was no longer blocked. The JHCorp spire was dark, a dead hunk of metal. People were flooding into the streets, not in panic, but in confusion. They were seeing each other for the first time—not as numbers, but as faces.

“Kaelen Voss. Your Harmony Score has been recalculated. Due to unauthorized data access, your new score is 2.1. Please proceed to the nearest re-education bay.” jhcorp

The video showed a man who looked exactly like J.H. Chandra, but younger. His suit was torn. His eyes were wide with terror, not the serene confidence he broadcasted daily. When she emerged into the open air, the

A child tugged her sleeve. “My wrist is broken,” he said. “What’s my score?” not in panic