This is exciting.
Yong Soo virtually bounds into the room that the little slip of paper in his hand says is his. His! A whole room and a whole bed and a whole... other stuff! To himself. And someone else, of course, but the fact remains: this room is his!
Right now, as he looks around, everything is neat and blank and functional. Yong Soo makes short work of that, throwing his suitcase, shoulder bag, and then himself onto one of the beds and wriggling around happily. He pulls open his bag and, following a logic that seems completely practical to him, starts putting up his posters and pictures first. Some of K-pop and drama stars, some of anime characters, one of Kim Yu-na (why not? She's cute! And awesome!) and then, finally and very carefully, the small, well-worn photos of each of his family members. There are quite a few.
With that done, he starts dragging out his clothing from the depths of his suitcase. He manages to put most of it away (he doesn't have a lot, really) in the closet before he gets bored and flops back onto the bed. Hmmm. Maybe he should put a poster on the ceiling! Yeah!
He springs up and considers the practicality of stacking a chair on the bed. Balance, okay. Gravity, pff. No problem!