<span style="font-style: italic">"Sorry, I should have warned you that things would be like this. A school our size doesn't get transfer students often, so it's always kind of a big deal; especially whenever they're from somewhere interesting, like you. Give it a few days, it'll die down."</span>Charlotte said clearly, bringing some relief to Leon's overwhelmed senses.<span style="font-style: italic">'It's fun to meet people who believe my home is interesting.'</span>He thought to himself, before listening to her speak.<br/><br/>"A broken locker..." He mused to himself as Charlotte told the story, nodding along as he did his best to forget the events at the cafeteria, and just relax and enjoy the tour that had just started.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"... People keep doing it, though. I think it's kinda silly. "</span>she said, her expression turning into a perfect example of stoicism, before she spoke once more, this time a question.<span style="font-style: italic">"What about you? Are you the superstitious type?"</span><br/><br/>"Me? Superstitious..? I'm not sure, to be honest. Sometimes, I like to believe that magic and fantastical things exist." Leon said, smiling a bit before checking his pockets- Nothing but a phone, a wallet and apartment keys. Shrugging off his failed search for a food to leave at the small school's shrine of sorts, he turned to Charlotte.<br/><br/>"So you think this stuff is silly, eh? Well, I can't deny that, but sometimes, we just need something silly going on around us to keep our heads up, right?" He asked with a chuckle, before standing in his usual posture and looking at the staircase going upwards.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Let's go u- Uh, I mean, carry on with the tour!" </span><br/><br/>So they did. Minutes passed, and Leon and Charlotte walked around, the latter telling stories about the school, and Leon happily spending the time with his new friend, or at least he thought she was a friend. He was thankful that they did actually stick to the quieter places, but like all things worth their time, it came to an end. Soon enough, the bell signifying the end of lunch break rang, and the hurried voices of other students, as well as a sudden influx of people in the halls, were heard and seen.<br/><br/>Lunch time was over, and so was the tour.