FERN'S POV
“This is where we put the records of the students all over the campus. Your father has the passcode but I’m not sure if I can give it to you yet…No offense.” Mr. Melville stood sharp beside me as he crosses his arms and watches me explore the database of the IT office.
My father earlier sent me a text message informing me to meet up with Mr. Melville to discuss some of the important information in handling the students’ personal data.
“No, it’s totally fine. My father didn’t say anything about taking the passcode anyway so it’s all good…” I replied as I looked up Mr. Melville’s direction from my seat.
“Fine. Now let’s proceed to the tracking chip inserted in the ID of the students including you…” he fixed his glasses and pro
