"Hachi... hey, wait!" Minako sat up a little straighter in her seat, squinting at Neku as though she'd just seen him for the first time. "On the bulletin board yesterday, was that you? And that guy I was talking to about the statue and the story behind it and stuff." It was a bit of a coincidence otherwise -- but too bad she hadn't paid any attention to the names on those posts, huh.

Of course, his most distinctive characteristic wouldn't carry over into text, given that nobody could see the headphones in a written note. Even if they were his why did the nurses let him wear them all the time? Minako was even almost jealous... not because she wanted to listen to music or anything, because she didn't, but because he actually got to be unique amidst a sea of gray-clad sameness. (The fact that she had her hairbow went completely ignored, of course. That was different.)

Still, he seemed like a nice enough kid, if she didn't think too hard about the time weirdness. They were at least from the same place, roughly the same age (here, at least), and probably thinking about things sort of the same. Even if he likely didn't have to wear odd-looking clothes in order to fight monsters nobody else knew existed, lucky boy. She was glad she'd met someone at least that little bit familiar.