It's a small world

The clock had just struck noon, and Ayano had just finished cleaning the dormitory room. While the room itself would ordinarily be kept tidy, Ayano had heard from the school not too long ago that she would be sharing her room with another first year transfer student, and Ayano being the person she was, she wasn't the type to leave the room in a state anything short of perfect.

Of course, Ayano had only moved into the room a few weeks ago, so there was very little of her own stuff in the room. All there really was were the essentials. The kitchen was equipped with everything a regular person would need for cooking. Nothing that a specialist would only have, but certainly enough to be able to make almost anything. However, Ayano largely only made traditional foods thanks to her upbringing, so there was a lack of ingredients for more western cuisine.

The living room itself had little more than a sofa, a coffee table, and a moderately sized television. The television was of course HD, and 30 inches big. However, besides the TV itself there weren't any other devices around the TV. There was a bookshelf, but rather than having manga like you would expect of most students, it was filled with textbooks for classes and several musical scores for the violin. Finally, a music sheet stand and Ayano's violin case by its side. There were some ornaments and decorations dotted about the room, but nothing too fancy or eye catching. The only thing that may have been eye catching was how spotless the room was, and how carefully placed everything had been.

As for Ayano herself, she made sure her own appearance was as perfect as the room itself. Dressed in the school's uniform, she made sure it was in perfect condition, and even took care in how it was worn. Ayano was sat on the sofa, reading one of the textbooks for her class. While she had been told she would be getting a room mate, she wasn't told anything more specific than the day her room mate would arrive. In other words, if worse come to worst, Ayano could be sat here waiting all day... Which is exactly why she decided to read a book. That way, when her room mate did arrive, she could immediately direct her attention to her new room mate while at the same time, not being stuck bored doing nothing for the entire day.

Naturally, Ayano couldn't help but wonder what kind of room mate she would be having. Ayano, herself, was still very new to Fukui Academy, and was still very unfamiliar with the students attending. As long as it wasn't a delinquent or someone particularly loud, Ayano would be happy. Hopefully it would be someone who played music, at least then they would have something to talk about. Although, even for Ayano, it was difficult to keep herself from feeling nervous. It was the first time she would be living in paired in the same room as a stranger, so of course she was both excited and worried.

Noon, that was the time displayed by Shiro's wrist-watch. She was standing in front of Fukui's Dormitories, while holding two things: Her room key and a tablet computer. The inscription on the key told her which room she was heading for, Number 105. Her tablet was displaying a rather complex piece of sheet music, experts would identify it as a part of Beethoven's 9th Symphony for Violin. Behind her was an assortment of moving boxes. There was a note pinned to the pile, it read: "We'll be back to bring them in after lunch." Thus the girl was waiting.

A few minutes later, just when Shiro was about to unpack the violin from it's case on her shoulder, a group of three female movers approached her. Apparently the moving company took into consideration that Fukui was an all-girls school. The three of them each picked up one of the boxes, though they'd have to walk a few times to bring them all inside. While picking up her suitcase, Shiro gestured them to follow her and made her way to the room she'd be sharing with another first-year. She stopped in front of the door, she was a little bit nervous, though her endless curiosity took over pretty soon.

The door swung open, and the young girl, dressed in the uniform that was just a bit too big stepped inside, looking around to familiarize herself with the room. It was tidy, very much so. There really weren't many personal things inside, aside from some decorations and much to Shiro's delight, a violin case, implying her room-mate shared the same hobby. Finally, her gaze landed on Ayano. Shiro tilted her head a bit, giving the other girl a good look-over, then, a bright smile shone across her face.
She left her suitcase next to door as to not obstruct the way for the movers and approached the other girl. "Oha~ Yukihana Shiro desu~ Nice to meet'cha"

Meanwhile, the movers had come in and placed the boxes in a corner of the room, leaving immediately to get the next set.

As prepared as Ayano may have been, the entrance the small, white haired girl made was certainly not one of the things Ayano had been prepared for. Ayano almost dropped the textbook she had been reading from the shock of the door suddenly being swung open, but she somehow managed to keep the book in her hands. In the moment of her heart racing from the the shock, she could only silently complain in her thoughts about how Shiro could have at least knocked before throwing the door open.

As much as Ayano wanted to lecture the white haired girl about how it was common courtesy to knock before entering, she decided she would bite her tongue this once. After all, this was the person she would likely be living with for the next four years. Unlike Caia, who only came for violin lessons, Ayano was going to be living with the small girl, so starting off shouting certainly wasn't the way to go. Plus, she seemed like a well meaning girl. It was just her method that Ayano couldn't quite support.

Shutting the textbook she had been reading, and placing it on the table, Ayano stood up from the sofa and turned to her room mate. Yukihana Shiro was her name. A fitting name considering her white hair. However, what Ayano would notice first was that Shrio was actually around the same height as her. It was quite rare to come across someone of a similar height, and truth be told, Ayano couldn't help but actually see Shiro in a much more positive light. After all, they already had height in common. "Good afternoon, it is a pleasure to meet you too, Shiro-san. I am Ayano Ninomiya, a music student at this school." A professional greeting that came accompanied by a well timed bow. Certainly not a greeting you would expect from many high school students, and much more the type you would expect from someone working in a company.

After having given Shiro a proper greeting, and somehow managing to keep hold of her temper, Ayano turned her attention to the boxes that were being carried in by the movers. By the looks of things, the room was going to have a lot more things in it by the end of the day... Well, seeing as Ayano didn't have much stuff in the room, it did feel a bit empty, so Ayano couldn't say she wasn't looking forward to see what kind of things Shiro had brought with her. "It looks like you have a lot of stuff with you. If it isn't a problem with you, I would be more than happy to help you unpack your stuff."