The Scholarship Girl Framed My Son,So I Played the Footage

On enrollment day, a fragile, pitiful-looking freshman girl begged my son to carry her suitcase up to her dorm on the sixth floor.

In my last life, I'd taught my son to be kind, to help others, and I told him to lend her a hand.

The moment he set the luggage down, she ran straight to the dean's office, weeping as she accused my son of trying to assault her in a blind corner of the stairwell.

The day the disciplinary notice went out, my son's title as the state's top science scorer became a punchline for the whole internet to mock.