The student who failed his exam after saving an unconscious chairman of the board — and how his life changed forever…

« Sometimes, the right decision costs you everything — but it gives you so much more in return. »

Ethan Miller sped through the rain-soaked streets of Birmingham on his old bicycle, his backpack slapping against his shoulders. It was 8:45 a.m. — exactly fifteen minutes before the gates of Westbridge University closed. This was the moment of truth: the final exam that would determine whether he would graduate or have to repeat the year.

The light morning drizzle had turned into a downpour, soaking his jacket, but Ethan didn’t care. He had spent sleepless nights studying for this moment. Missing it was not an option.

But fate had decided otherwise.

As he turned onto the main avenue, a movement caught his eye—a man in a charcoal suit was collapsing near the bus stop. At first, Ethan thought he’d tripped, but as he got closer, his stomach clenched. The man wasn’t moving. His briefcase, open beside him, was spilling papers into the breeze.

Passersby walked by — a glance, a whisper, a recording on their phone — but no one stopped.

Ethan’s instincts kicked in. He slammed on the brakes, threw down his bike, and rushed towards the man.
« Sir? Can you hear me? » he said, shaking his shoulder. There was no response.

Ethan checked for a pulse. Nothing. Panic rose — but so did determination. With trembling hands, he called an ambulance, then began chest compressions, pressing steadily on the man’s chest as the rain pounded on them both.