It was already Sunday morning, and the whole hotel had the exhausted energy of people who had not slept well and desperately wanted to go home. Students dragged suitcases, misplaced socks and shirts hung from doorknobs, toothpaste was shared like contraband, and no one had spoken above a whisper until someone finally remembered breakfast existed. The teacher did his rounds banging doors open like a one-man parade drum. When he reached the twins’ room, he paused, took a breath, then knocked. The door opened a second later, and there they were—Yo Han, Yo Sun, and Li Han, all three of them blinking sleepily at him like guilty cats caught in a sink. Their hair was messy, their clothes were wrinkled, and Li Han looked like he wanted to evaporate into thin air. The teacher stared for a whole three seconds—long enough for everyone to understand exactly what conclusions he had come to—then turned away with the exhausted sigh of someone who had decided he simply did not want to know. He walk
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