My first case was before the Registrar of the University. I've met the Registrar twice. The first time was when I was at 100L. I went to his office to process the transcript for my cousin, Mr. A.O. The second time was when he packed his car at the University Pavilion after school one afternoon and gave about three of us a ride home in his car. I remember sitting with him in the back seat. Will he remember any of these past meetings? My mind was beating hard as his Secretary ushered me into his. 

As I greeted him, he asked if know why I am in his office and the charges against me. I said, no sir. He said the petition against you is that you went to the house of another student with your cult members to intimidate him and force the entire family out of their house on the allegation that he stole your shirt.

Which of them did you pledge to? None, sir. Seriously, none, sir. Did you go to his house with your members? In my mind, I kept on saying, God, why can't this man believe that I am not a cult member. Sir, I did not go to his house with members of anything. When I was going to his house two students were in the same complex as me, one a 200L law student and the other one a 400L Engineering student. They accompanied me for my safety. He asked the students who accompanied me are your flatmates? I said, yes, sir. Why did you go to his house? To plead with him to reveal to me how he got the shirt. I knew he didn't participate in the breaking into my room, but to tell me who sold the shirt to him. Was there a fight? No, sir. 

As I look on, he grabbed the petition, squiz it with his right palm, and dump it in the waste paper basket. He said get out of here, the people I asked to look into your case, said exactly the same thing you said. And I left, thanking my God.