Neku woke feeling a little queasy, but otherwise there didn't seem to be any side effects from the drug. His arm was a little itchy, from where the needle had gone, but that was normal. Maybe he'd lucked out and got one of those... what's it called, sugar-pill sort of things?

The uniforms were back again, which was enough to distract him from the medication. That meant a day with no headphones and a lame-ass hat. He grumbled to himself, but put on the clothing; Shiki'd come up with more embarrassing stuff than this, so he could suck it up and deal if he had to. He just didn't have to be happy about it.

It was the same story a little later when they escorted him to the cafeteria and handed him a bowl of pink slop. Ugh, pass. He was in no mood to eat the stuff, but he was getting really hungry. There was another annoyed grumble as he sat down, sighing at the food in front of him. There was actually a second or two that passed before he noticed his present company.

"Hey. It's... Zack, right?" he tried. They'd gotten off to a pretty lousy start last time, but he seemed like a cool enough guy. Neku picked up a spoon, stirring the pink stuff with obvious lack of enthusiasm.