By the time Charlotte had reached Leon, he had already eaten most of his meal, with less than half remaining. Though the amount of people around him, asking questions and watching him slowly affected him into not being hungry anymore.<br/><br/>He liked attention, he truly did. That's a part of why he enjoyed gymnastics competitions. But this kind of attention was wearing him out, and soon enough he wasn't feeling as good as he had back when he met Charlotte and the first few. The expression on Leon's face was one of exhaustion and inactivity, and it reflected in the way his fork played with the broccoli left on his tray.<br/><br/>Eventually, some of the crowd around him noticed his mood and dispersed, either out of lack of interest or respect and kindness.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Hey, Leon!”</span>A feminine and familiar voice rang right next to him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'That's Charlotte!' </span>He thought immediately, his face lighting up like a Christmas tree as he quickly pulled his body up into a proper position and turned to look at her, expressing her his state of distress with a clear stressed frown. "Charlotte!" He said, standing up in a flash, before looking at the small crowd, pointing at a guy in it, then at his tray. "Could you please take care of that for me, Jack? ... That's your name, right? Well, thanks anyway!" He said in a quick succession before grabbing Charlotte's wrist and making his way through the crowd, then leading her out of the cafeteria to a quiet part of the hallways.<br/><br/>Once he stopped, he leaned against one of the lockers and sighed, putting a hand on his face. "Charlotte, it's too much attention! About the tour... Could we just do the quieter parts of the school, please? So many questions, so many people trying to talk to me, it's overwhelming!" He explained, trying his best to smile.<br/><br/>"Maybe... We could start with this hallway? Any interesting event happened here lately? I'm open to stories, Charlotte."