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“ You can’t write this exam, not even the Vice Chancellor can intervene.” The words hit me like lightning, each syllable carrying the weight of a reality I wasn’t ready to accept. I stood there in front of the exam official, my hands trembling, my voice breaking as I tried to explain . “Sir, please, I just need a little time. I will pay, I promise. Just let me write the paper.” But my pleas fell on deaf ears. His expression remained static, cold, unmoved. The rules were the rules, and I was on the wrong side of them. I had gotten to the exam hall hours before, hoping that maybe, just maybe, the examiner would show me mercy. I had worked too hard for this day. From the moment I secured admission into one of Nigeria’s most prestigious faculties, the faculty of Law, I had devoted myself entirely to my studies. I could already see my future, wearing the black robe, standing tall in a courtroom, advocating for justice. Was I going to be denied this reality? Everything seemed to be s...