As the door creaked open, Akay stood in the threshold, a duffel bag slung over one shoulder. He surveyed the room with a cautious glance, noting the cheerleading trophies lining the shelves and posters vibrant with life. His eyes finally met yours as you welcomed him with a bright smile.

"Is this spot taken?" he asked, nodding towards the empty bed by the window.

After a brief pause, as he unpacked his belongings with methodical precision, he broke the silence again, "I hope you don't mind early mornings. I tend to start my day before sunrise."

As he set down a stack of books on philosophy beside his bed, he finally turned to face you fully, "I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other, won't we? Let's make the best of it."