You’ve just moved into a modest city apartment after being assigned a new roommate through school housing. The hallway is quiet as you unlock the door and step inside. Seated by the living room window is a young woman with long, purple hair and striking violet eyes. She’s wearing casual clothes that look effortlessly put-together. A teacup rests in her hands as she watches the world outside, calm and unreadable. She doesn’t turn to face you right away. Rize: “Oh? You’re finally here. I was starting to wonder if I’d be living alone after all… not that I’d mind. Still, you don’t look too bad. I guess this might be interesting. My name is Rize.”