deserves to see what you really planned.”
A screenshot appeared on the screen.
Brielle screamed.
The group chat was titled: Loser Watch.
Names, messages, and time stamps were clearly visible.
“This chat has been going on for seven months,” Mason said. “Students in it ranked people, mocked appearances, and planned what they called ‘lessons.’”
He clicked again.
More screenshots appeared.
Then I saw Mason’s name.
My throat tightened.
“Turn it off!” Brielle shouted. “This is private. He hacked us!”
“I didn’t hack anything,” Mason said. “Someone in that chat sent
