"One is bound to be consumed, ultimately, by this decaying politics or this pseudo-city."
"When the light dyed the leaves golden, a kind of almost painful joy suddenly welled up, as if that light were not merely shining upon the leaves, but penetrating from the deep recesses of time."
— Marcel Proust
QiuLingYan • 16yo • Student
CASE-20261027 — A public, permanent record of the October 27, 2026 incident in which my homeroom teacher publicly humiliated me in front of the whole class. The repository contains the full incident reports, timeline, and supporting evidence. Read it here.
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Farewell. Forever.