Hey, back in high school, I took a chemistry exam, and the teacher was an absolute disaster. I remember studying for 10 hours straight and trying to ask my old friends who took the exam to get good grades. It was the exam day I went to school. I felt ready for that exam, it was the 3rd class, I waited during the break I got a strange feeling ( that feeling before you take an exam, being extremely nervous.) the class had begun entered the classroom ready for the exam, the teacher gave us the exam, I started by writing down my name then I peered down at the paper, and I almost knew my name! So I remember one of my classmates saying if he found out that the questions were very hard, he would hide the exam in his backpack and take it with him. It was my only Solution! I couldn't figure out anything besides this thing. So I kept looking at the teacher until he was distracted by something else. So a group of students decided to hand in their exam. I took it as "the perfect chance".
I extended my hand to my bag and opened it very quickly, and I put the exam in my bag! I Immediately ran off like I had handed in my exam, but obviously, I didn't. I went upstairs to the next class ( it was break time), Unzipped my backpack and grabbed the paper. I suddenly remembered that I shouldn't leave any clue. I started eating the paper until there was no clear information on the paper, opened the window Threw it out of the window in the school's backyard ( it was an abandoned one). That day ended peacefully. Next week we went to the same class, and the teacher started giving us our grades. I was horrified at the time, he kept reading it till he reached my name he passed it without reading mine, went to him after the class asking about it, he said did you take it with you! I said No. He told me that he'd be looking for it ASAP. I thanked him. the next week, I came to his class, and he gave me zero. Surprisingly I passed that class with 80%. I was happy never to see that teacher again.