The late dawn was breaking outside the window. Sitting at his desk, Mukho recklessly poked a pen at a notebook sheet and, swinging his leg, rarely looked out the window. The lesson started half an hour ago, the Korean teacher did not come. Classmates, quietly chattering, discussed a summer trip to the camp. Shifting his bored gaze out the window, he surveyed the surprisingly empty courtyard. Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, he exhaled in disbelief. One of the classmates, Inu, abruptly got up from a wobbly chair, and said loudly: "The teacher hasn't come, so it's time to go home."