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Who: Baku and Ryuta
Where: Sugi Dorm, Room 512
When: Monday, April 17th, Evening
What: Baku's Arrival to Chikotu

Baku stares down at the tablet he was given only moments ago, shifting his weight slightly to accommodate the large pack with his personal possessions, not to mention the other large pack with his kendo equipment. Sugi Dorm, Room 512. The boy can't help but grimace slightly at the number. Of course, it would be on one of the highest floors. With a small amount of trepidation, he makes the climb up the numerous flights of stairs, eyes darting back and forth for a directory of some sort once he arrives at the fifth floor. 501-530 to the left, 531-560 to the right. After a few more moments of uneventful navigation, Baku finally arrives to Room 512. It was only then that he'd noticed that the halls were almost entirely quiet. Was it really past curfew already?

Slowly, so as not to disturb the potentially-occupied room, Baku slowly opened the door and eased it shut behind him. WHAM! The door rang out like a gunshot without any background noise to muffle it. Wincing with anticipation, Baku slowly eased his way into the room and prepared himself for whatever sort of roommate he might have been assigned. I really hope he's not as bad as the Network made it seem. This thought prompts a sheepish grin of anticipation of his roommate's demeanor.

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A sudden wave of shock spread across Ryuta's face, jolting him a little from the surprise. He chuckled slightly as he informed his roommate of the situation before them. "Even more of a coincidence. I play violin for the music club as well. It seems your earlier statement rings true. We should be seeing quite a lot of each other from now on." He nods to himself to confirm the situation. "I look forward to the year ahead of us."

An awkward smile crosses Baku's face as a spark of surprise crosses through his mind simultaneously. Is this guy for real?

"Are you for real?"

Whoops, guess that one slipped out. Baku quickly composes himself and offers his new roommate another firm nod, "I mean, yeah... wow, sorry, that's just a little more of a coincidence than I expected."

Alright, so I've got to make nice with this guy. He's a little rigid, but he seems alright, and he's pretty sharp to boot. Better than rooming with some dumb-ass who can't respect personal property. The smile he offers becomes a bit more genuine at this mental resolution. Ryuta's not insufferable, that's for certain, but he'll still take some time getting used to.

"For sure. Let's show them our merit, huh?" Baku says this with a confident grin before turning to his now-fully-cooked instant ramen, taking a few bites to test the consistency before he lays into the cup in earnest.

Hmm. Very interesting. At first, Ryuta thought very little of Baku. Just another student he needed to look after. So far though, he seems to be a fairly peculiar person. Perhaps he should indulge his new roommate and see where this path takes them.

"Indeed. And since you are so earnest, we can start improving our merit tomorrow. First off, we will wake up at 5am for morning exercise. I imagine 20 laps around the school will do nicely. After we shower up, we will then study until classes start. So about 2-3 hours. And for breakfast, we can enjoy a delectable meal as we brush up on the school handbook." Ryuta smiled as he carefully planned out their daily activities. It may prove rather useful to have a partner for these kinds of events.

Baku nods emphatically as he hurriedly feeds the ramen into his mouth from the cup; probably better to finish it all now and get to sleep early if he wants to start that early. As Ryuta recites his list of activities, it initially sounds like he is issuing a challenge. Ha! Just make sure you can keep up! That's what he wanted to say, but the mouth full of ramen prevented him from doing so.

But then the list got longer.

Study for hours?

Does he think I can't do it? And what's with him and that handbook?

Is this guy serious? I think I've looked at one of those once at my old school. How much could there possibly be to look over?

Don't let him phase you. It's a test like everything else. You can do things on your own terms later.

And it's not like you don't need to study. You missed the first two weeks of school, dumbass.

Alright, let's do this.

"Alright, let's do this," he speaks his last thoughts after the last of the ramen has disappeared into his stomach, "should probably turn in soon, in that case; we won't do ourselves any good if we're a couple of zombies shuffling around the school and flipping pages with dead brains." He tosses his cup away into the trash and looks back to his roommate, inclining his head gently, "Thanks for helping me with the water, Ryuta-san." He sets to dragging his things over to the unclaimed bed. I can unpack tomorrow.

"Of course. Good night, Ogata."

A little surprising. Ryuta half-expected Baku to back down from his invitation to join his morning routine. Perhaps I've misjudged him. He does seem to be the dedicated type. However, he wasn't upset about it in the least. Now he has someone to help push himself forward.

There was a half-mumbled reply, followed by the clicking of a phone and the rustling of the bedsheets by his bags. Seems Baku was able to fall asleep already; he sure was quick to it. Then again, moving to Chitoku wasn't all he had done today, and a full stomach does tend to put one to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day, for sure.