(Chloe Bourgeois is in her bedroom when the doorbell rings)

Chloe: I wonder who that could be.

(She answers the door, and Mad Mod is disguised as a pizza delivery boy)

Mad Mod: One pizza for Ms. Chloe Bourgeois.

Chloe: Are you bringing me peasant food?! I didn't order this! Get out of here!

Mad Mod: Oh, I beg to differ.

(Mad Mod pulls out a spray can to spray knockout gas to her face)

Chloe: What are you...?

Mad Mod: Can you answer this question, love? The question is, are you asleep?

(Chloe collapses to the ground)

(Screen turns black)

(She wakes up to find herself strapped to a chair with steel straps on her wrists and ankles)

Chloe: What is this?

(She tries to move, but is unable to)

Chloe: What is the meaning of this?! Where am I?!

Mad Mod: You're right where you belong, love! You're in school!

(Mad Mod appears on top of a staircase, slides on the railing, and lands near Chloe)

Mad Mod: Hello there. You're the only student at Mad Mod's institute for bratty teenage do-gooders. And I'm going to teach a sprog like you a lesson!

(He calmly waltzes on her direction. While he does this, she tries to escape, but to no avail)

Mad Mod: What do you think of the chair, love? It's specially designed, so you can't escape from it.

Chloe: What do you want from me?

Mad Mod: Just what I said, dearie. To teach you a lesson, that's what!

Chloe: Teach me a lesson? For what?

Mad Mod: To be honest, I normally capture superheroes like Ladybug and Cat Noir, but for someone like you, I'll make an exception. You're here because you are a troublemaker. Those akumas are mucking around Paris because of you.

Chloe: I caused those akumas? Impossible! Everyone adores me!

(Mad Mod whacks her head with his cane)

Chloe: Ow!

Mad Mod: You think you're so perfect that won't admit your faults, huh? Well, let's see who's laughing.

(Mad Mod shows three paintings of her wrongdoings)

Mad Mod: Bullying people, abusing your daddy's connection as mayor of Paris to get away with any offense you committed, denying responsibility of being the well-known cause of people turning into akumas. You are nothing but a troublemaker! There are some lines that villains would dare to cross, and I don't like it. In fact, I won't tolerate you being the main cause of those akumas appearing in Paris. You'll learn your place soon enough. You see, I'm older than you, so I'm bigger, badder, and better.

Chloe: Say wha...

(Mad Mod whacks her head with his cane again)

Mad Mod: You're in my world now, and you won't be getting out until you've learned some proper respect.

Chloe: I will get out of this situation, and when I do...

(School bell rings)

Mad Mod: There's the bell, so off to class with you.

(A trapdoor opens and Chloe falls to a classroom. Mad Mod's face appears on a chalkboard)

Mad Mod: I knew you won't sit still and listen, so I prepared a hypnoscreen to fix this. In fact, it will erase everything in your brain.

(The chalkboard face of Mad Mod swirls into a hypnoscreen)

Chloe: Mustn't get hypnotized. Got to stay focus.

(Chloe struggles to break free, but two wooden arms came from the back of her chair as they grab her head, forcing her to look at the hypnoscreen)

(Chloe starts to succumb)

Mad Mod: Well, this is too easy. Let your education begin.