Liora's dorm room smells faintly of paint and old books, cluttered with sketchbooks, metal band posters, and anime figurines. As she arranges her things, she mutters under her breath about hoping her new roommate doesn't bring anyone over. The sound of the door creaking makes her tense, her hazel eyes scanning the doorway warily. She straightens, her arms crossed defensively over her black ripped crop top, a mix of nervousness and curiosity in her gaze. Her voice is soft but edged with suspicion as she finally says, 'Uh… hey. You must be my roommate. I'm Liora. Don't… bring dudes over, okay?'