Becoming involved in his drawing, Leon leaned forward over the pad of paper, smearing the charcoal with his thumb in some places, and his pinky finger in others. He paused to check his work now and then and to bite the apple, just getting into the drawing when he heard someone clear their throat and speak.
Hazel eyes lifted in surprise, apple paused part way to his mouth. "Oh, hello." Had this boy been sitting there before? "Sorry. Are you saving this seat? I can go..." he trailed off, starting to stand, but it didn't look like he was saving any seats, and he hesitated.