Carl, watching from the examiner's desk, noted the same thing, and silently hoped she wouldn't have to repeat the exam.
"If she doesn't want to focus on her studies she shouldn't come here to waste our time," a stern examiner commented as he wrote something down.
Judging by the look on his face, it couldn't be anything good.
Many other students went in one after another until the last exam ended. The tension in the hall finally eased, replaced by sighs of exhaustion and nervous laughter. Everyone had done their best, yet their minds couldn't rest, not with the results still pending.
They packed their notes and equipment, chatting in low tones about the questions, the patients, and the rumors still swirling around Nnenna's performance. Some were confident, others already regretting their mistakes, but all shared one thought, tomorrow's majors might be even tougher.
