Quiet and slow classical music filled Lev’s earphones as he drew 3D boxes on his notebook paper, his pencil, scratching against the material, barely audible.

His shoulders drew up as his twin brother, Boris, knocked his shoulder into his own. His eyes slowly drifted up to see Boris’s goofy grin, his dimples showing.

His lips pulled down a little, a long-drawn out sigh escaping him at his twin’s shenanigans. Sometimes he couldn’t believe they were related but he never said it out loud.