“Leo, close the tab!” Mia shouted.
That was the hook. Leo was a curious coder; Mia was a gamer at heart. During their free period, they huddled in the library’s back corner, punched in the URL, and hit Enter.
His blood went cold. “It knows my name.”
He slammed the laptop shut. The lights steadied. The music cut out. Silence.
“Congratulations. You’re the new administrators. Hope you didn’t have homework due tomorrow—because the whole school network just went unblocked .”
It started, as most bad ideas do, with a boring Tuesday afternoon in Mr. Henderson’s computer science class.
Leo stared at the school-issued laptop screen, the blinking cursor on his coding project mocking him. Around him, the soft symphony of keyboard clicks was interrupted by a sharp, frustrated sigh from his friend Mia.
“It’s gone,” she whispered, leaning over. “They blocked CoolMathGames. Again.”