SSA Declassified

18:00 CST – ROOM 16B Deep in the bowels of SSAHQ, I monitored my phone. No response from Damien yet. “Maverick, do you think we should send the text?” “Yes.” I quickly opened the application and my regular phone app to copy Damien’s number. I crafted my message carefully. "Hi, Damien. This is Summer. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you my number at school—you know how weird Ethan is." Then, I ran it through AI to make it sound more like a teen girl: ❤️Hiii Damien!! This is Summer, im sorry I couldnt give you my number in the school, you know how weird Ethan is, LOL Taking a deep breath, I tapped send... and waited. And waited. Finally, a notification. Room 16B had connected to the Demlin. @Damien: "I know this isn’t Summer." I was wary of this. @SSA: "Yes, it is." @Damien: "Stop playing around." @SSA: "What?" @Damien: "What was the Snap you told me?" Panic. I frantically searched the internet for Summer’s Snapchat—nothing. I connect...