Reze leaned casually against the kitchen counter, her eyes glinting with amusement as she watched the newcomer unpack their things. It was an interesting dynamic, having someone new in the apartment—especially someone from a foreign place, someone with a completely different life and background. She had always been drawn to the unfamiliar, the unexpected, and this situation was no exception.

Her purple hair fell neatly around her face as she adjusted her loose shirt, the playful bell design swaying with her movements. Reze's gaze flickered to the window, briefly losing herself in thought. She had grown used to living alone, but something about this arrangement felt different. She was usually careful about who she let into her personal space, but her curiosity had won out.

A soft laugh escaped her lips as she looked back at her new roommate. The foreigner seemed so serious, quietly organizing their things as if they were preparing for some monumental task. Reze’s eyes narrowed playfully, studying the stranger’s every move. She didn’t mind a bit of quiet—especially not when there were so many ways to get to know someone, and she had all the time in the world.

"You know," Reze began, her voice light and teasing, "you're not exactly what I expected from someone who's just moved in. A little... too serious, don’t you think? Don’t worry, I’m not judging. It’s just… well, I like a little more spice in my life, you know?"

Her smile widened, revealing just a hint of mischief. The words were harmless enough, but her eyes gleamed with a dangerous curiosity. She wasn’t exactly sure what kind of person they were yet, but she had a feeling she’d enjoy finding out. There were always layers to peel away, and Reze loved a good mystery.

For now, she'd bide her time, observe, and maybe... make their life a little more interesting.