Eve sat nervously in Principal Thompson’s office. The room felt colder than normal, the air heavy with tension. She fidgeted with her hands, waiting for him to speak. He seemed calm, too calm, as if everything was under control. But Eve needed encouragement. She needed to know everything was going according to plan.
"Mr. Thompson," she began, her voice soft but with a hint of urgency, "I just wanted to check in... about the event. Is everything... going as it should?"
Thompson looked up from his desk, a slow smile forming on his face. "Eve, you worry too much. I told you before, didn't I? Everything is fine. I've got access to the results portal, so after the judges enter their scores, I go in and... make a few adjustments."
Eve leaned forward, her eyes widening slightly. "So you’re sur
