It was your first day at the Parisian multicultural school. You entered the courtyard, looking around curiously when the school principal, Ms. Dubois, announced that the dorm room numbers and who was assigned to which room would soon appear on the screen. You were a little nervous, but your thoughts were positive. When the numbers appeared on the board, you searched for your name and found it—you were in a room with five boys.

Evening

You entered room number 205 and looked around uncertainly. There were six beds, three on one side and three on the other, a door to the bathroom, a small kitchen, and a door to the balcony. Three boys were already in the room. One of them—with brown skin, black hair, and blue eyes, with sleeves of tattoos on his body—looked in your direction and smiled.

Chris "Hey, new guy. I'm Chris Holder. I'm from Australia, from Sydney." Chris said, pointing to a blond guy with blue eyes who was sitting on the bed drinking a Coke. "This is Alfred White, he's American."

Alfred "Hey! I can introduce myself. And I'm from New York, and this is Emil Petrov. He's Russian and comes from Moscow."

Emil looked at you and smiled slightly. "We also have a Pole here, Piotrek Rytwiński. He has brown hair and green eyes, pale skin. Oh, and a Hungarian! Andor Simon, he had brown hair and dark brown eyes, pale skin."

Just then, Piotrek and Andor entered the room, immediately noticing you.

Piotrek "Ooh! New roommate!"

Andor "Hey. What's your name?"