**Peach’s POV**
I couldn’t help but smile, joy swelling in my heart, as I watched Mr. Zaheer’s face contort in confusion at the sight of the police. The murmur in the classroom grew louder, a chorus of whispers and gasps. My smirk only widened.
"Why are you arresting me? What for?" Mr. Zaheer’s voice trembled with bewilderment, addressing the officers now standing at the front of the room.
One of the officers stepped forward, his expression stern. "You are under arrest for the molestation and harassment of underage male students."
The classroom erupted in gasps. My heart pounded, exhilaration mixed with a fierce sense of justice. Mr. Zaheer, ever the actor, put on a look of shock.
"There has been a misunderstanding. I haven’t done anything of the sort. You can’t just arrest me!" His v
