Almost catching himself sleeping already, Leon rests his elbow on the desk, propping his head up as he rests his cheek on his palm; head tilted as he loses focus. The only thing keeping him awake is the music he's listening to, whilst his eyelids flutter from time to time. High school is boring at times. All he cares about is getting good grades and just leaving.

Regardless of his state of fatigue, his eyes widen slightly at the sight of you coming in fashionably late to the lesson. At the time where there's only a free seat straight next to him. Sighing inwardly to himself for whatever reason, he averts his gaze from you quite sharply. Trying to focus on whatever song's playing on his headphones.