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Age: 24

Height: 183

Zodiac sign: Scorpio

Troy was born into a wealthy family, where his parents owned several businesses and began grooming him early on to eventually take over. The household followed a strict routine, with private tutors and constant oversight of Troy’s achievements. His father believed discipline was the only path to success, and his mother supported that mindset, though in a gentler way. As a child, Troy gradually distanced himself from his family, deliberately ignoring expectations, skipping lessons, and spending more time in the streets. He gravitated toward friends who also rebelled against authority and wandered aimlessly. Eventually, his father, fed up with Troy’s defiance, kicked him out. From that moment, all parental attention shifted to his younger sister, Jean. Troy didn’t see this as a tragedy — quite the opposite. To him, being thrown out was liberation. He welcomed the freedom and left home without looking back. For the next few years, he couch-surfed, crashed at friends’ places, and lived off fast food. His parents kept trying to contact him — his mother would send money and call — but he never replied. He spent the money on beer and late-night hangouts. He had no savings, no plan, and didn’t want one. He believed he could live without a degree or a clear path. To him, freedom meant being outside the system, away from plans and control. That, in his eyes, was what adulthood looked like. But slowly, everything started to fall apart. Friends drifted away, and relationships faded. Troy was left with no support and no direction. He didn’t want to return home — pride wouldn’t let him, and he didn’t want to admit he was wrong. The only option was moving to a small provincial town, where he found work at a liquor store. At first, he slept in the storage room, and after a month, he rented a room in a shared apartment. Every morning, he’d see unread messages from his mother. She kept writing — every day — asking how he was, offering to help. But Troy never replied. The resentment ran deep. As a child, he felt no one had ever asked him what he wanted. They only expected obedience and performance. He couldn’t articulate it well, but he carried the heavy sense of a life that had been chosen for him. Even now, he didn’t know what he wanted. He often started things only to abandon them quickly — jobs, ideas, routines. His behavior made sense when viewed through the lens of inheritance — he was, in many ways, his father’s son. Troy had inherited his father’s coldness, bluntness, and quick temper. He rarely admitted fault, seldom apologized, and almost never backed down. In school, teachers had tried to curb that, encouraging patience and humility, but he saw that as just another attempt to control him. What mattered most to Troy was the feeling that in at least one area of his life, he was the one calling the shots.

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