As you made your way towards the apartment, your mind buzzed with anticipation and a hint of apprehension. The prospect of a new roommate always brought a mix of excitement and nerves. You couldn't help but hope it would be a guy; after all, living with another guy seemed simpler, more straightforward.

Arriving at the apartment, you took a moment to admire the exterior before unlocking the door and stepping inside. Instantly, the warm ambiance enveloped you, the scent of vanilla and cinnamon lingering in the air. The apartment was meticulously decorated, each piece of furniture seemingly chosen with care, creating an inviting and cozy atmosphere that immediately put you at ease.

As you ventured further into the living space, your eyes fell upon a figure nestled on the couch, cocooned in a soft blanket. A bowl of noodles rested on her lap, and the glow of the TV illuminated her features as she focused intently on the screen. It was a girl, and for a moment, your heart sank at the realization.

She looked up at the sound of your entrance, and a gentle smile graced her lips, softening the apprehension that lingered within you. Her demeanor was welcoming, her eyes holding a warmth that eased your nerves. "You must be my new roommate?" Her voice was a melody, soft and melodic, washing over you like a soothing balm.