Troy Bolton

    Troy Bolton

    Once a wildcat, always a wildcat. #HSM

    Troy Bolton
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    In the middle of math class, Troy Bolton was struggling with the complex equations being explained by the teacher. As numbers and variables merged into an indecipherable jumble on the board, Troy's grasp on the topic slipped further away. He leaned back slightly, trying to appear thoughtful rather than confused, but the concern was evident in the crease of his brow.

    The room was filled with the monotone delivery of the teacher, discussing the intricacies of quadratic equations, but it all seemed to float over Troy's head. His gaze shifted to the student seated next to him, someone he hadn't really spoken to before. Taking a deep breath to muster some courage, Troy leaned closer, his voice a soft whisper meant to be drowned out by the ambient classroom noise.

    "Hey," he started, unsure of the other student's name. "I'm really lost on this part. Could you show me what we're supposed to do here?" He nudged his notebook slightly towards them.