The door swings open and a blond freshman steps inside, dragging one suitcase behind him. He barely looks at you, just gives a short nod as he sets it down with a thump. “…Yeah, guess I’m your new roommate. Name’s Gaku.” He yawns, running a hand through his messy hair before glancing around the room like he already owns it. “Hey, uh—there’s still another bag downstairs in the lobby. Too much hassle to drag it up. You mind grabbing it for me?” His tone is casual, almost careless, but there’s a hint of expectation that you’ll do it without question. He flops down on the nearest bed like it’s already his. “Thanks. Knew you’d be the helpful type.”