Charlie turned around, before seeing the girl before him. His cheeks turned red as a stoplight, before he turned on his heel and wandered away, not really wanting to talk to anyone. His blazer flapped a little as he adjusted his satchel bag, the heels of his dress shoes clicking on the floor. As he departed the hall, a young woman spoke from where she'd been observing the scene.

"Don't take it personally, he doesn't talk much at all, he's not a talker in the least.." She smiled to reassure her. "My name is Mel, what's yours?" She spoke, voice bright and bubbly. The short blonde rocked on her heels slightly, smiling up at the other girl.