He'd forgotten today was the 18th-- that was new arrivals day, and after finding three of his friends (well, sort of 3, what with Pharos--) there last time, he knew he had to check around the welcome center, just in case. It was a little after the usual arrival time, but he could probably still make it down in time to see all the new arrivals.

But he didn't even make it to the Welcome Center-- not when the ragged figure stopped in his line of sight, causing him to stop and stare. It was a shocker to see anyone in Saeng Seong who was in that bad of a physical state-- but this guy looked like he hadn't slept or eaten in weeks, and his clothing--

...His clothing! Junpei's eyes widened as he realised he was looking at a completely torn up version of the Gekkoukan school uniform; the same one he'd been wearing upon arrival here. So this guys was from Gekkoukan? But-- but he didn't recogni--

"Dark hair, quiet. Slouched a bit. But they were the same."

Minato. Minato Arisato. Shinjiro's words echoed in his head, and he realised he was probably looking at the male version of his dear friend. A male version who looked like he'd been through hell and back.

Junpei didn't realise he was moving so fast towards the guy, but he had to get to him- before a breeze blew him over, or something--!

"H-hey! Um, Minato-?"