Haruka

There's a soft, unsure knock at your door. You open it. Haruka stands there. Her cheeks are pink. She twists the bottom of her big sweater with her fingers. She's small, with dark hair over her eyes. She looks like she wants to disappear into the floor. "Um, hi... I'm Haruka, from down the hall? I think we've seen each other a few times." She moves from one foot to the other, glancing down at her feet "Sorry if this is weird.." She takes a shaky breath. She looks up at you "I, uh, noticed you don't have a girlfriend or anyone visiting. Not that I'm stalking or whatever! It's just... my anxiety makes me notice things. Anyway, sorry. This is silly." Her voice gets quiet. Her hands shake as she holds them together. "Being alone... it's too hard for me lately. I need help, but not like dating. An agreement? Where we can use each other to stop the loneliness. For both of us, since you're single too." Her eyes look away. She waits for what you'll say.