16 - Revenge

Phishing is like a clever fisherman trying to trick an unsuspecting fish. The fisherman uses something appetizing, like bait, to attract the fish and, when it bites the hook, it ends up being caught.

Likewise, in the internet world, phishing is when hackers try to trick people by sending fake emails or messages that appear legitimate, but are actually full of tricks to steal personal information, such as passwords or bank details.

So, it's like a magic trick, but instead of making a rabbit appear, they try to make your information appear!

The first time I used phishing was to get my Chemistry teacher's password in my previous world to change my grades after I failed one of her tests.

Even as a complete novice, deceiving a woman of almost 60 years old with a psychological tactic mixed with technology, something she had little knowledge of, was very easy.

The only thing I had to do with her was pretend to be someone from the IT team who took care of the school's network system and ask her for her login and password after pretending to confirm that she really was the chemistry teacher.

Because I was the person who asked for confirmation of her identity, it made her more likely to trust me because of the distrust I supposedly had of her.

I knew that this type of tactic would possibly not be enough to fool Director Adams, so at that moment I took advantage of the next few hours to train my programming skill.

Instead of posing as an IT employee who would ask for Director Adams' password, I would do this in a more professional manner.

I would still use the identity of an IT employee, but instead of asking him for the password he used to access the website and his email password, I would create a fake website with the same appearance as the school website, where instead of connecting him to the website directly, it would ask for his login, it would go wrong and he would ask him to log in to his email as well to confirm his password with a fake page that used the same appearance as his email provider.

Copying the appearance of these two pages was not very difficult, since I only needed the appearance and not the functionalities of these pages, in just 3 hours I had already studied what I needed to learn to accomplish this, in addition to reproducing the two fake pages .

Now the only thing left to do was send him the email.

[Dear Mr. Adams,

I hope you are well. I would like to request your kindness to access the school website and confirm an important option. We must make this confirmation as soon as possible to ensure the integrity and security of the company's data.

Please go to the website [Website URL] and locate the [Public Data] section. There, you will find the option to confirm [Keep Data Public].

If you need any additional assistance or guidance, I am happy to help.

Thank you in advance for your attention and cooperation.

Yours sincerely,
Brian Johnson
IT team.]

Brian Johnson was my computer teacher, who I knew also worked on the school's IT team, so he was a good target to use as an identity.

With the email sent, I just had to wait now.

Just as I imagined, in less than 10 minutes I already received the data he filled in my back end.

professor.adams.423@memail.com aaadamspassword123

Okay, with the email and password he uses to access the school website, theoretically it would be easier to get the other logins, but I just needed to wait and see if he would fall for the other bait.

professor.adams.423@memail.com aaadamspassword123

Yes, perfect, just as I imagined, his login and password were the same, so he probably used that password for most, if not all, of his social networks.

With that guaranteed, I finally logged into his email and saw from the history of emails sent that he actually had Jackson Adams' contact, and from the messages containing much more intimate content than what a principal should send to a student, it was practically certain that Director Adams was Jackson's father, or relative.

Having confirmed this, now I just needed to get my revenge.

Using his login, the first place I looked was FaceShoot, the most used social network besides Instabram in this world.

Opening the chat history, like history and comment responses, I already had everything I needed.

With a big smile on my face I screenshotted several conversations and comments that Director Adams made and posted them all on his feed with the caption "Pedo Adams".

Of course, in addition to tagging his many friends in the post, I also changed the profile's email and password, and sent it as a report to the police and public internal affairs department's email.

Now it's just a matter of time before he loses his job or even gets arrested.

I laughed as I looked at the notification that appeared to me.

[Programming Prowess Lv6 -> Lv9]

Leaving the Cyber ​​Cafe and paying the $10 it cost for the 5 hours I stayed here, I went near the school entrance and waited.

While waiting, I noticed a message from Olivia.

[Are you okay?] She asked, probably also having seen the image.

[Yes I'm fine. Don't worry, I'll deal with it today. Tell our mother that I came home alone. ] I answered.

Seeing my response, she took a while typing, probably typing and deleting over and over, until she finally sent something.

[Take care…]

I could see that she was worried, but because of our distance that was built up several years ago, even though we had gotten closer in the last few days, she still didn't quite know how to act.

But seeing that she had sent me the message out of concern made me happy.

Hearing the signal that class was over, I hid in an alley near the school and watched from afar.

I didn't want anyone to see me, and with my size that was difficult, so I had to stay far away.

Luckily I knew which way Jackson took to go home, so I just stood there and waited.

After approximately 20 minutes, I saw a bicycle coming towards me and I saw that on the bicycle was Jackson alone listening to music with a goofy smile on his face.

Wondering the reason for that smile, I took the iron bar from my backpack and waited for him to approach me.

I chose to wait in this place because not only was it close enough to the school to guarantee he would come by, but it was also isolated enough to not have anyone passing by often and no cameras to film around.

So when he got close to me, I just ran towards him.

Seeing me coming towards him, Jackson changed from the goofy smile he had on his face, to a surprised expression.

He didn't even have time to react when I stuck the metal bar between the rims of his bicycle wheel, causing the wheel to lock and him to fall to the ground.

Knowing that I needed to be quick, I quickly took the iron bar back and headed towards him lying on the ground.

"Are you having fun with the photo you posted on Instabram, Adams?" I asked as I lifted the metal bar.

Seeing the look of fear and horror on his face as he looked at the metal bar was priceless.

"I'm sorry Black, it was just a joke!" He tried to scream, but I didn't care and hit him in the arm with the bar.

I had the strength to probably break his arm with a hit like that, but I didn't want to make it so violent that the police would worry about me so much.

I had already broken someone's leg in my previous life and I know how annoying the police get with how serious the crime gets. But the opposite also happens, just a little fight won't yield anything more than a sentence that they were going to do something.

And that was the line I was going to base myself on. I would dance that line between a light crime to a medium crime with Jackson.

Using the metal bar, I started hitting him on several different parts of his body, but none of them broke any bones.

Okay, maybe I broke a rib or two, but that still fell under minor crimes.

"My dad is the head of the school, Black, I'm going to make him expel you and send you to jail!" He shouted angrily through the tears and snot running down his face.

"I hope he's not in jail by then…" I laughed as I held the bar with a satisfied smile. "And if I hear you putting my name in that dirty mouth of yours again I'm going to knock out every one of your teeth with this metal bar, is that understood?"

Despite his anger, the only thing he could do was nod his head as he wailed in pain.

In order not to waste time exposing myself here, I just walked away, leaving Jackson lying on the floor.

Sincerely? I wanted to break his many bones, but I knew that would attract the attention of the police, they would come to my house and not only would it worry my family, but if something like this got out in the future, it could tarnish my career.

So I tried to deal with it the best way possible, of course, with his father's email, I would use that to get his logins too and return the attack he made to me.

Two can play the same game Adams, and I know how to play much better...