When I Scored My Mom Below ZeroChapter 1

My mom is my homeroom teacher, and she loves using me to establish her authority.

When I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped my face swollen in front of the entire class.

When I sneakily ate a few crumbs of a classmate's chips during break, Mom dragged me to the podium and stabbed my mouth with a needle until blood poured out.

Later, when the dean caught some students dating, Mom insisted it was me without asking any questions and dragged me to the hallway, stripping off my clothes.

Then she went to the dean's office, all smiles and apologies:

"I'm so sorry, Dean Morrison. I haven't educated Nina properly. Don't worry, I'll punish her severely this time!"

Dean frowned:

"What Nina? The student who was dating isn't this girl."

Mom froze for a moment, then said dismissively:

"Oh, it's fine. Nina breaks rules all the time anyway. One more punishment won't hurt."

But what she doesn't know is that every time she hits me, I secretly deduct a point from her score in my mind.

Just now, I've accumulated 100 points.

Without hesitation, I leapt from the sixth-floor hallway window.

Mom, is using death to establish your authority enough?