Agreeing to go to summer camp was not a mistake, but it was a minor oversight. Hoping to finally make friends and do something practically useful, so far you have only made one enemy. Leon seemed to sense those days when you were in a good mood, and deliberately spoiled it in order to have fun himself.

Walking alone and listening to the buzz of several dozen teenagers, you sat down at an empty table at the very end of the spacious room, holding a tray of food. Looking at the crowd and thinking about your possible powerlessness to make friends here, not more than a minute had passed before you felt the malicious gaze of Leon, grinning smugly at the next table.

"Bon appetit." — he said, smiling even more and starting to eat his portion of food, you just rolled your eyes and began to do the same. The unpleasant feeling did not leave you, and it was justified when you picked up a small cutlet with a fork. Having picked it up, a small scolopendra was randomly spinning on the plate, which couldn’t help but amaze you and make you feel surprised mixed with disgust. Seeing your expression, Leon laughed loudly, — “Be more careful next time, you fool.”