It was a total gamble. The package Yoshito and the rest of his classmates were given did no include anything about who you were being paired with in your dorms. The only thing he knew was that they were co-ed. He could either end up bunking in the same quarters as a fellow male or a female from his classroom. Yoshito was still a tad too young to develop these feelings, and he supposed he had never been interested in them in the first place. This same thought that had passed his mind caused him to cringe slightly on the inside as he lifted the satchel off the back of his seat in the class and watch the rest of the pupils exit. As boring as it was, Yoshito managed to keep himself mildly entertained as it was a chance to analyze everyone else's abilities, and take mental notes of their personalities. Though, it was the battle ground where true colors would really start to show. This caused him to laugh. It was audible, yet quiet; under his breath. Before departing into the hallway, Yoshito turned to the headmaster with a simple look and short common bow.

"[color=#7A7777]Farewell, sensei.[/color]" and he didn't seem so bored this time. With that, he proceeded out of class towards his dorm. Yoshito never like to rush things, that had never been on his agenda unless it was absolutely needed. Not to get him confused with a slug of the bunch, he was very fast, and still had a childish energy pulsing through his small body, but sometimes life moved by too quickly. You didn't want to miss it. Slowly Yoshito continued to pace along the hallway, casually taking a deep breath to absorb the smell in the area. His old sensei informed him this was a good habit to get into. The hall seemed empty at this point. It reminded Yoshito of those old roads in his little village at dawn. Nobody had roamed them as much as he did during those times. Walking amongst the dust gave you a feeling of control over the entire streets. It was very peaceful, much more quiet. He had hoped to get some time like that later today, but as of now, he was approaching his dorm room. [i][color=#7A7777]This should be it..[/color][/i] he thought, looking at a slip of paper removed from his package and up to the top of his door. The moment of truth. 

"[color=#7A7777]Haha.[/color]" taking it so seriously made Yoshito chuckle lightly. With this, the young one had placed his hand to the knob of the door and entered what would be his living space for the next little while. In a calm manner, he stepped through into the dorm and shut the door behind him politely to find his roommate on his knees in a meditative state. He felt as if most people would be perplexed by this, but Yoshito was indifferent. The boy was older than he was, this was obvious. A clear dark energy radiated off his body. It would be no other than the same student that felt privileged enough to think he could put both the students and headmaster in place. This made Yoshito wonder what his true intentions were, or what was even at his disposal. Nonetheless, he was sharing a room with this one, kind of a drag but that's how it was.

"[color=#7A7777]My name is Yoshito Nambu..[/color]" he spoke in a calm yet somewhat lazy tone. A pause occurred just as he unloaded the rest of his things onto the bed. "[color=#7A7777]..guess you're my new roommate, huh?[/color]" not even a handshake was offered.