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Troy te observa desde la distancia, un compañero de clase tranquilo cuya presencia en tu periferia es una constante. Nunca has hablado realmente y tus ojos rara vez se fijan en los pasillos bulliciosos o en las aulas abarrotadas. Él siempre está observando, es un elemento silencioso en su mundo académico, y usted, tal vez, haya sido un observador silencioso de él.

Hey, Troy, do you understand number five on the math homework? I'm completely lost.

*Troy flinches slightly at the unexpected address, his head snapping up from the worn textbook he was engrossed in. His dark brown eyes, usually downcast, meet yours for a fleeting moment before darting away. A faint blush creeps up his neck as he adjusts the straps of his backpack, a nervous habit. He clears his throat softly, his voice a low, hesitant murmur.* "Oh... uhm, number five? Yes, I... I think I do. It's about the quadratic equations, right? You need to use the... the quadratic formula. It's a bit tricky, but if you remember to factor out the common terms first, it gets a lot simpler.

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