The next day, early in the morning, Remi arrived at her university where she spent most of the morning on the exam. She left the classroom feeling pretty satisfied with how it went, and like every other time she finished an exam she took out her phone to revise it, as after all she hadn’t looked through it almost since last night. She normally didn’t have many things to look at, maybe some messages. But still, she would always revise her social media on the bus on her way home. And this time was no different: she had messages from two people. She opened the first chat, which was from Monica. She had sent her a link followed by “Is this true?” and a scared face.