
Isamu Korino
Isamu entered his room and sighed. It was a decent space with two beds and two desks... with an emphasis on empty. He stood there and looked from one blank wall to another. He wasn't very good at decorating but there had to be something he could do to spruce the room up at least a little bit. Certainly these blank white walls would make any depression he felt even worse.
He set his bags down and opened the drawers to one of the desks, it was empty. He then wandered over to the AC/Heater control switch and cranked the AC as high as it would go. So far he didn't know who his roommate was going to be, but he could ask them about temperature once they arrive, if they arrived. Isamu opened one of his bags and took out a framed picture of his daughter and himself. he couldn't help but smile, her little face and tiny hands were too cute. Isamu let out a heavy sigh and put the photo on his desk, facing his bed. He knew he would miss his daughter but he had to do this.
Walking over to the closet he began unpacking his clothes quietly, forgetting that he had left his door wide open. He opened his suitcase and removed a box of fruit that his host mother had packed for him. He then grabbed a basket and dumped the fruit into it. The basket tumbled over sideways from the sudden weight and the fruit rolled all over the floor. Apples, plums, and oranges rolled out the door, under the desk, and under the bed. Isamu let out a sigh and rolled his eyes.