And Punishment.vk - Crime

Alexey looked at the paper. At the bottom of the printout, VK had automatically added a suggested tag:

“Yes?”

In the interrogation room, the detective slid a printout across the table. It was his deleted draft post — timestamped, IP-matched, and recovered from VK’s servers. crime and punishment.vk

End of story.

He typed: “I killed Katya Sokolova on October 12. I used a letter opener. I staged her phone. I posted as her. I am Alexey Morozov, and I am rotting inside this browser tab.” He stared at the blinking cursor. Then he changed the privacy settings to “Only Me.” Alexey looked at the paper

It sounds like you're asking for a short story based on the title — blending the classic Dostoevsky theme with the aesthetic of an old social network (VK, popular in Russia and Eastern Europe).

For two days, he didn’t sleep. He scrubbed the apartment, wore gloves, wiped down the doorframe, took her phone, deleted their chat, and posted a final status from her account : “Taking a break from social media. Need to think. Don’t write.” End of story

He didn’t mean to kill her. But when he showed up at her apartment that night, the old letter opener from her desk ended up in her chest before either of them fully understood what was happening.

Then to “Friends.”

The lie felt electric. He was controlling the narrative. He was inside the crime scene, walking around unseen.