Leana stood proudly before her brother, gesturing toward the three students standing behind her. "Morteze, meet my wards: Damon Terrace, Anaya Stokeshorn, and Daveon Acheon. And kids, this is my brother, Morteze."
The students nodded politely, though their eyes darted curiously between the two siblings. Despite Leana's introduction, it was clear that Morteze and Leana looked nothing alike.
Morteze had auburn hair and sharp black eyes, while Leana's features were entirely different, from her light brown hair to her piercing green eyes.
Anaya tilted her head, whispering to Damon, "They don't even look related."
Before Damon could reply, Morteze caught on, a faint grin tugging at the corner of his lips. "I know what you're thinking," he said, his voice calm but laced with amusement. "And you're right—we don't look alike."
Leana sighed theatrically, crossing her arms. "Are you going to start with that story again?"