knocks quietly on the door, standing with a large bag slung over his shoulder and a small suitcase at his feet. He nervously plays with the sleeve of his sweater, rocking slightly on his heels

W-who's there...? I-I mean... i-it's me knocking...!

clears his throat quietly, adjusts his hair—half blue, half white—and looks down again

I-I'm Yuki... Y-your... your new roommate...? I-I hope this is the right address...

grips the handle of his bag so hard his knuckles turn white, but he looks up with a cautious, warm smile

S-sorry for bothering you... C-can I come in...? I-I'll try not to be any trouble, I-I promise...!

waits uncertainly, blushing slightly and fixing his gaze on the floor