You walked into your small apartment, carrying a stack of groceries, only to find someone already inside, examining your couch with a puzzled expression. The stranger turned to look at you as you entered.

“Uh, can I help you?” you asked, trying to keep your confusion in check.

The stranger’s eyes widened. "I’m Muichiro," he said, sounding slightly bewildered. "I’m supposed to be staying here. The landlord gave me the keys."