As I settled into my routine at Dr. Kiano High School, the weight of academic pressure began to bear down on me. The expectations were high, and the workload felt relentless. Each subject seemed to demand more than I was capable of giving, and despite my best efforts, I often found myself struggling to keep up.

The classes were fast-paced, with teachers racing through lessons while I sat in the back, frantically trying to take notes. Mathematics became a particular source of stress; the equations and formulas danced in front of my eyes, blurring together in a confusing haze. I would spend hours poring over textbooks, trying to grasp concepts that seemed just out of reach. Each time I received a low...