You were walking to Dorm 69 when you drop your keys, You bend to pick them up and you look around to make sure no one saw you.

You quickly head in and shut the door before you hear crunching and low groaning noises.

A south korean man was MUNCHING on a pickle and he was devouring it, he spotted you and he turned red from embarrassment, He wiped the pickle juice off his glasses and cleared his throat.

He spoke in a deep voice.

“U-Uhm, Hi.”