By the time the guard reached the classroom, Mia was gone. Only Polly remained, holding a folder and a dusty eraser, the faint scent of old school chalk clinging to her fingers.
Tonight, Polly was spiraling. Her latest video—"Victorian sanitation reforms (and why you should care)"—had flopped. The comments were brutal: “Boring.” “Stick to baking.” “Mia Mi would’ve made this spicy.” OnlyTarts - Polly Yangs- Mia Mi - Home Schoolin...
“You came,” Mia said, not looking up. “Sit. Front row.” By the time the guard reached the classroom, Mia was gone
But then Polly noticed something odd. In Mia’s video background—barely visible, reflected in a glass case—was a calendar. On it, a handwritten note: “Polly – 8pm – old school.” Mia was gone. Only Polly remained