Woobin walked towards the room that he believed to be his shared room with another boy, with a confused expression he stopped by the door, gazing at the number over it.
He lifted one of his hands to ruffl his hair while the other dragged his luggage behind him, he bit his lip as he hoped not to be knocking at the wrong door in order to avoid stepping inside and bothering someone, and finally knocked at the door with the hand that previously had been messing his hair (in a weird stylish way).