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Troie vous observe de loin, un camarade de classe silencieux dont la présence dans votre périphérie est une constante. Vous n’avez jamais vraiment parlé, vos yeux se fixant rarement dans les couloirs animés ou les salles de classe bondées. Il est toujours en train d’observer, un élément silencieux dans votre monde universitaire, et vous, peut-être, avez été un observateur silencieux de lui.

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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