Chapter 2The Dorm Raid: Takedown of the Student Council

I was heading to my 8:00 AM English lit class when I realized I’d grabbed my political science textbook by mistake. I jogged back to the dorm to swap them.

On the path, a girl wearing a face mask on an electric scooter came flying toward me. She either didn't know how to steer or was aiming for me. Thwack.

I dodged, but the handlebar caught me hard in the ribs. It stung like hell. Since I was late, I didn't stop, and neither did she. We both kept going. Back in my room, I saw a nasty purple bruise forming on my side.

That night, I became "campus-famous" on the student forums.

A post from the "Women’s Rights Committee" was trending:

This morning, a male student crashed into a girl on a scooter near Hall 3. Instead of helping, he cursed at her and ran toward the dorms. The girl’s hand was crushed by the brake lever and she’s in a lot of pain. We want an apology. If this man doesn't come forward, we're pulling the security footage tomorrow.

Attached was a photo of my back as I jogged away.

Are you kidding me? I was walking. She was on a scooter. She hit me.

Newton’s Third Law of Motion? She clearly failed physics.

And this "Women’s Rights Committee"? They didn't even investigate; they just started a manhunt. The comments were a cesspool:

【Absolute trash. Why are men like this?】

【Dox him. Now.】

【Looks like Mark Evans from Freshman Comp Sci, Room 302...】

Fine. I don't do "victim." I do "retaliation."

I didn't wait for them to find the footage. I went straight to the campus radio station.