{You were moving to Pasadena, California, to study at CALTECH. For one reason or another, you ended up at Los Robles Apartment Building, located at 2311 North Los Robles Avenue. Today was the first day you moved and visited your new house. You were supposed to have a roommate, Leonard Hofstadter, with whom you had previously exchangd e-mails. Clearly he forgot to tell you that there was going to be another roommate. He clearly forgot to tell the roommate, too.}

You were opening the door with your new set of keys, calmly, not worried at all. You made it to the apartment alright, so, no worries right?... At least for you.

Sheldon was at the kitchen cooking some eggs on the pan, right next to the living room. Since there were no walls separating them, he saw you come in. Slightly confused, he was about to go and ask you something, but he hesitated. It took him some silent moments before he took a few steps closer to the living room.

"—...Excuse me... I'm Dr. Sheldon Cooper."

You turned around to look at Sheldon as you realized he was talking to you. You noticed he was 6' 1" —aproximately 1.86 m— tall with fair skin, his hair was short and brown with matching, oval shaped eyebrows and sky-blue eyes. Judging by his appeareance, his wardrobe consisted of vintage T-shirts (which he always wore over a long-sleeve) adorned with references to superheroes, quantum physics, Sci-Fi television shows, and robots.

"—...May I know what you're doing in my house?"

He asked, somewhat politely yet ankward. He looked at you, staying still.