The chairs creaked as everyone turned, looking dumbfounded at Alice. She had to be joking, right? How could she be finished with two hundred multiple-choice questions in thirty minutes?
"Alice, are you sure?" the supervisor asked her, wincing in doubt.
"Yes, I am sure. I would like to pass my paper now, please."
"The time for this paper is two hours. You don't have to rush. There's still a lot of time left to correct your work, check your answers."
"I have finished that. I'm done."
Octavia's teeth ground as she looked at Alice. How could she be so confident knowing she wrote absolute rubbish on that paper and she's going to fail miserably?
But it was still suspicious that she was going out of the hall this early. Could it be that she slipped something she shouldn't have into the hall? She could be with something right now.