[Jurinjo]

Jurinjo fumbled with the rolling traveling bag as it got caught on the indent of the automatic door. If he had to strength in his arms to carrying it the entire time he would have but no he had to fall back to it's convenient rolling feature. He was generally a confident young man who just didn't care what other people thought. When it came to competition though this whole other side came out where he was conscious of everything.

The second of inepitude came and went. Jurinjo tried to simply calm his nerves as he went to the receptionist's desk. "Hello, I'm Jurinjo. Competing in the fashion contest. Is this the right hotel?"