Goob sat in his chair, his eyes scanning the classroom lazily as the math teacher, Mr. Rodger, wrote out a complicated equation on the board. The rest of the class groaned—even Teagan, who usually ate equations for breakfast, looked mildly annoyed.

"Alright, class," Mr. Rodger said, dusting off his hands. "This one's a bit of a challenge. Let's see if anyone can solve it."

Silence. A few students exchanged nervous glances. Boxten adjusted his glasses anxiously. Even Glisten, who usually boasted about his ‘natural genius,’ stayed suspiciously quiet.