Typology of Advisor Professor Power Abuse and Victim Realities (Revised)
2025. The world has entered the Great Awakening era. An age where everyone desperately yearns for awakening. Me. A paradoxical existence with a middle school diploma yet a PhD, an ultra-cute TS loli, and a corporate VTuber named Seol Yuna—I've finally awakened.
'Status window!'
I muttered the words inwardly, but no status window appeared. You know, the kind that mysteriously reads and interprets the electrical signals of all 86 billion neurons perfectly, projects a display with an inexplicable fixed horizon coordinate system into thin air, quantifies and analyzes the entity's physical abilities on objective scales, and provides flawless information every moment—a perfect simulacrum boasting ultimate fidelity. Nope, nothing. Looks like this 'high school dropout author' hates that ultra-efficient padding device called the status window.
If you wanted cash, the web novel title would've been "Inside a Romance Novel" 25-Year-Old PhD Grad Cute Girl VTuber (Real). kekeke.
Fortunately, the 'high school dropout author' was willing to allow the convenient trope where awakened abilities naturally pop into your head, so I already knew how to use this 'power.' It activated through a suitable 'incantation.'
I tried it right away.
"Water."
Snap—drip drip...
With the incantation, a glass of water appeared before me.
That's right. Seol Yuna's ability! The true nature of this power: the ability to control grad students to the point of manipulation! One could say it's the power she gained upon awakening as an .
If there had been a status window, it probably would've been named [Han Seowon (A)]. Lest there be any misunderstandings, that 'A' rank doesn't refer to bust size.
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" Seol Yuna-nim... it's time... Shall we get ready...?"
I nodded. At the request of this slave—no, this grad student—I nodded.
If you saw how I freely manipulate this [Han Seowon (75A)], you'd get it, but right now, I'm cohabiting with Han Seowon. She's a 'chaebol third-gen' and 'hacker' and 'corporate VTuber' and 'fake-degree doxxing blackmailer' and 'just a high school dropout' and 'grad student.'
There were two main reasons. First, she voluntarily signed the 'slave contract.' As you know, Han Seowon had tried to commit a form of human trafficking by turning a 'middle school dropout corporate VTuber' into a 'grad student.' In that dramatic three-way meeting with me and the president, we reached an agreement: she'd become a corporate VTuber in exchange for a 'proxy interview.'
But after the interview, this wicked trafficker tried to resume her crime. Of course, thanks to the authorities, the trafficking attempt failed again. And through yet another dramatic negotiation, she signed a sort of 'slave contract' promising to 'provide full support to make Seol Yuna a grad student.'
That 'support' included 'guaranteed housing,' so until I could find my own place, we started living together.
But how could anyone commit such a horrific violation of basic human rights as 'slavery' in 21st-century Korea? So instead of calling her a 'slave,' I bestowed upon her the title of 'grad student.'
Han Seowon resisted at first, but she shut up when I suggested that if she didn't listen, I'd really make her a grad student. If you're resolved to make someone else a 'grad student,' shouldn't you be resolved to become one yourself?
Second reason: the organized 'guest eviction' by Scalaiive staff. Examples of this 'guest eviction' included:
'Kyaaah—! So cute—!' Female staffers handing out snacks with smiles like they were petting a kitten.
'...Want some coffee?' The team leader offering coffee with a fond, daughter-loving smile.
'...Hit me up lol' (whisper whisper) (wink-) One male staffer slipping me a string of numbers starting with 010 with a sleazy grin.
I despaired at all these 'get the hell out of our house' signals. How could the world be so harsh...?
Even the real Seol Yujin had experienced this 'guest eviction' often. As a dirt-poor underage college student studying all day in the library, people would disrupt his focus and invade his personal space with such antics. He'd curse this harsh world where even the poor couldn't study freely, shed sad tears, and head home.
'Sniff sniff... the snacks and coffee were tasty...'
To avoid the same fate, I told the president everything and moved to the on-call room. (Later, I heard one of the male staffers got fired.)
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Of course, as I said, cohabiting with this 'grad student' was strictly temporary. The status of an who commands majors versus a mere is like heaven and earth—breathing the same air in the same space is downright irreverent.
Thus, to claim her freedom, 'grad student' Han Seowon periodically brought rental listings to 'defend' them before me. Of course, none met my 'minimum standards,' so they were all rejected.
Was I asking for the moon? A station-area spot inside Seoul Gangnam, south-facing, 25 pyeong or larger, no noise complaints between floors, guaranteed security, deposit under 3 million won, monthly rent under 2 million (utilities included)—plenty generous, right?
If anyone's got objections, don't forget this 'grad student' is a 'chaebol third-gen.' Someone who owns a 3-story mansion in her name, foreign luxury cars, and can hire live-in maids—how can't she meet these generous criteria...? Maybe she secretly loves this 'grad student life'? Despite that weary exterior, inwardly: 'B-but...! If not like this...! Professor-sama... won't even glance at me!'—showing some affection deprivation? Pretty plausible theory.
Someday, I'll suggest changing her 'master's program' to a 'combined master's-PhD track.' New 'combined master's-PhD' applicants always welcome!
" Seol Yuna-nim... it's time to go now..."
"Hm... Coffee?"
"Here, Americano with syrup x6..."
Slurp—
"Good! Full of vigor! A few drops of drool? My benevolence overlooks that much!"
"Wha...! H-how did you...?"
Obviously. 'Slipping foreign objects into coffee undetected' is an essential skill you pick up to secure a stable master's under a tyrannical advisor, isn't it? Maybe that's why Seol Yujin never went for the combined track.
Not that I'm a 'tyrannical advisor,' of course.
"What's wrong?"
"N-nothing..."
The grad student, looking deflated, escorted me to her foreign luxury car wrapped in Hoshigami Meru branding.
Unlike Han Seowon, an 'student worker (grad student)' with undefined hours, I—a 'special employee (VTuber)' with undefined hours—was heading out at the relatively early 7 AM. It might seem implausible, but the reason was a 'test.'
Day 2 as a freshly debuted corporate VTuber, Seol Yuna. To keep my promise to viewers from the debut stream.
For the glorious return from 'middle school PhD' to 'high school PhD.'
This 'high school equivalency exam' was a grand first step toward becoming a 25-Year-Old PhD Grad Cute Girl VTuber (For Real), but surprisingly, I wasn't tense at all.
Why? It's just a 'high school grad' test. How hard could 'high school grad' be? It's just 'high school grad.'
Sure, I'll be 'high school grad' after passing, but equating Seol Yuna with a mere 'high school grad' is a grave insult.
Soon, the slave and I arrived at the testing center. I slotted this iced Americano (syrup x6, Han Seowon saliva included) into the cupholder and got out.
"Back before the ice melts."
"Have a safe trip, Mistress...!"
"Yeah."
Leaving the slave's near-90-degree bow behind, I strode majestically into the testing center.
...
...However, she never returned as a high school grad.
Seol Yuna scored Korean 100, Math 100, English 100, Science 100, Social Studies 12, Korean History 4, Morals 0—a catastrophic implosion—and unbelievably failed the high school equivalency exam.