The Torn Answer Sheet
After I secured early admission to one of the country's most prestigious universities, my old high school invited me back to sit for the State Scholars Exam and compete for the top statewide score.
But just ten minutes into the math paper, the proctor out of nowhere accused me of cheating.
"Everyone else starts with the multiple-choice section. You went straight for the proofs. Were you planning to copy someone else's answers later?"
Before I could explain a single word, he dragged me into the boys' restroom.
Not only was I humiliated and forced to strip, I also had to let him inspect me over and over again to confirm that I had no cheating devices on my body.
After I returned to the exam room, I decided it was better not to cause more trouble, so I started from the multiple-choice section like everyone else.
But less than five minutes after I sat down, he yanked me up again.
"This is even more fake. You didn't even take time to read or think through the questions before writing down the options. If that isn't cheating, what is?"
"I suspect you knew the answers in advance. I'm reporting this to the exam board right now and having your exam qualification revoked!"