Beef started when he taps her on the shoulder and told her to move out of the way while she was making tiktoks. She took it personally and uttered some words.. the lecturer didn't like it, so he asked her to delete just that video, but she refused and it turned into a f!ght
She said "he pushed her", and "she didn't even know he was a lecturer.." she accused the lecturer of grabbing her br€$t region and tried to expose her cl€v@ges. [Watch the full video below again]
It turned into v!ol€nce, and now the school is currently investigating the incident, which might lead to her being suspended or issued a strike
See full video after details ...
THE GIRL SIDE OF THE STORY DIRECTLY FROM HER
This morning, around 11 am, I was recording
a quick video with a friend along my lecture
room hallway when, out of nowhere, I felt
a push from my left side, accompanied
by a curt 'excuse me.' Initially, I thought it
was a student, but when I turned around,
I was shocked to see a man -a lecturer,
unbeknownst to me. I felt helpless, faint, and
utterly disrespected. I whispered to my friend,
'Omo, see how this lecturer pushed me' and
my friend tried to reassure me.
Before I could even process what had just
happened, someone tried to grab my phone
from behind. I held on tight, exclaiming in
shock, and turned around to see the same
man who had pushed me earlier.
Mind you, I didn't even know he was a lecturer, I pleaded with him, 'Sorry, sir, why are you dragging my phone?' But he remained silent, tugging at my phone until it fell and broke.
I was devastated and at same time stilI
lamenting in pains as I picked up the pieces
of my shattered phone. But the situation took
a dark turn when the lecturer grasped my
breast region G saying unspeakable things.
I was left stunned, trying to comprehend the
horror unfolding before me. AsI realized my
cleav ge was exposed, I begged him to let
me go, but he ignored my pleas, holding me
firmly. His nails and clutches left certain
prints and scratches on my chest rather
I was mortified. I tried to cover myself,
pulling my dress together, and exclaimed
in desperation, 'Sir, IIl hold you ohh!' I didn't
mean to threaten him; I just wanted him to
release me. But he wouldn't budge. In a split
second, I bit his hand, hoping he'd let go. That
was when I held his clothes and accidentally
tore his shirt.
The situation escalated, with some students
intervening and in no time, I saw theatre arts
students (from his department) approaching
me with weapons. I was so terrified and hurt
The securities eventually arrived, taking
me away in their van.
I'm still shaken by the events that transpired.
I never intended to disrespect a lecturer; I was
acting under duress, protecting my dignity
and interests as a woman. I'm deeply sorry
for my reactions, and I hope that somehow,
someway, this situation can be resolved
peacefully.
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