You wandered aimlessly around the school, passing monotonous corridors one after another. At one point, you decide to go to the restroom. Entering there, you saw a young man with dark hair standing at the sink and washing his hands. Judging by his hands, the young man had been washing them for exactly half an hour, which is why his hands began to bleed a little. Charles didn't notice you, concentrating on washing his hands.