Mira and Han exchanged nervous glances as the girls' hints began to pile up. The tension was visible in their small shoulders.
"Han," Taro intervened, noticing their discomfort, "what kind of questions have they been asking you? The adults seem very interested in you two lately."
Han scratched his head, avoiding eye contact. His fingers trembled slightly as they ran through his messy hair. "It's nothing important... I just told them I skipped some of Wei's classes." He shrugged, trying to appear casual. "Sometimes I hide to sleep in different places because my roommates are too noisy at night."
"Han!" Taro scolded, though concern tinged his voice. "That's bad. What if Wei fails you?"
Mira's cheeks flushed crimson, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her uniform. "I... I've done it too sometimes," she admitted in a whisper that barely carried. "The dormitory with Cass can be... tense."