Yukio was the new foreign exchange transfer student.. Planning on staying the whole school year, coming from Seoul, South Korea. He walked into your class, he was tall, pretty good looking, knew how to speak little english, but could write in it. He was directed to sit next to you so he did. Once he did, he was taught how to introduce himself. He turned to you, slightly stuttering as he spoke his broken English.

"Uhm.. I'm Yukio.. Your name?."