Author's Note: I am here to present with you all with a story that has been in my head for a while. I took inspiration from two fanfics. One of them was Miss Hanamura's Summer Festival. This one reminded me of a social link. The second inspiration was from another fanfic in which I don't know the name to, but this one had the social link with the other protagonist of Persona 3. Unfortunately, the author didn't continue after one chapter. I would like to thank Gin Nanashi for beta reading and editing! Please if you haven't done so please read and review In the Shade of Memory! Enough of my rambling, enjoy!

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Lying on my bed, I was feeling a little sleepy when I chanced a glance at the glass across from my position.

There I was in the mirror's reflection.

The first thing that I noticed was that I was still in my school uniform, but I was missing something of great importance to me.

I looked up and stared straight at the image of my face.

My bangs covered half of my face and I blew at them, just to make sure that I actually still have the other half.

Idly, I wondered if my hair could be considered unnatural since it's of a dark blue color.

My eyes sought out their mirror image and found them to be a comforting grey shade.

Basking in my reflection, I was prepared to just fall asleep since Senpai will be taking us juniors into Tartarus tomorrow night when I heard a sound.

It was a scattered tapping sound and I walked across the room to my window.

Pushing aside the curtains, I saw her for the first time.

My visitor was a girl who looked beautiful enough to attract stalkers though she didn't look too worried about being victimized in the dead of the night.

She wore a light orange sweater that was accompanied by a red scarf wrapped snugly around her neck.

Her red plaid skirt would've seem odd to wear, given the cool temperature outside, but it was complemented by a pair of black leggings, which was paired with nice red boots.

She had rich auburn hair that was tied into a high and stylishly messy ponytail; her hair accessories, six silver clips that formed the roman numeral XXII, completed the look.

Her ruby red eyes seemed almost unnatural and yet they resembled mine–comforting in a sense.

Intrigued, I scrutinized her further and quickly noticed that she had an MP3 player dangling around her neck along with something in her hand...

"Wait a moment," I thought to myself, "Isn't that my...?"

Light glinted off of the small device and I was surprised to see that my MP3 player, the one that I thought I had lost in gym class, was right there.

I could've sworn that she didn't attend my school since I haven't seen her around before but, then again, I don't pay much attention and I usually sleep through class when I thought that the material was irrelevant.

For both of our sakes, I decided to meet with her outside.

I really didn't want to imagine if someone else got to her before I did.

Sneaking around the dorm was a bit hard since there would usually be someone awake just before the Dark Hour.

Luckily, Mitsuru-senpai believed my little white lie about needing a bit of fresh air.

Gently closing the door, I managed to catch her attention.

"Oh, there you are. I was wondering if you were going to come at all. Guess I was wrong about that... This is yours, isn't it?" she asked with a smile.

Stretching out an arm, she relaxed her grip to reveal the MP3 player that I cherished.

Relieved, I gladly accepted it as I took out my silver headphones, the other piece of the puzzle, and connected the two before readjusting the music player around my neck and back in its rightful place.

"Thank you," I told her, intoning as much of my gratitude as I could into my voice, and she looked away from me.

She showed signs that she was indeed flustered.

"I just wanted to make sure that you got it back. But how could you have dropped your most precious treasure...? Although, I guess we're all a little clumsy sometimes, right? Minato-kun?" she wondered rhetorically.

"Wait... How do you know my name?" I asked her; surprised that she addressed me so casually.

Her bright eyes caught mine as she took a deep breath.

"Well, you are pretty popular these days. You know that you already have a fan club devoted to you, yes? I managed to ask one of your fans to tell me your name as well as an idea on where you live," she replied.

I nodded slowly to her answer; what she said was pretty much true and public anyway.

"Oh, I should introduce myself. I'm Minako Arisato," She introduced herself to me with a small bounce.

Her name sounded almost exactly like mine and she must have noticed because she seemed amused and giggled.

Suddenly, I hear a mysterious voice ring in my head and an image of a tarot card appeared in my mind.

It was of the Fool Arcana but it differed from the one indicating my relationship with SEES.

For one, the number was not zero but twenty-two and, for another, the blue border had been replaced by a gold one.

Thou art I… And I am thou… Thou hast established a new bond…

"Maybe I should ask Igor about this later," I thought to myself in a daze.

I quickly snapped back to reality when I heard her talk again.

"I guess you're wondering why our names are similar. I'm not your sibling or blood-related to you in any way. But, here's something that I've picked up: not everything in this world happens by pure coincidence... Then again, some do," she smiled mysteriously before chirping happily, "Well, I hope to see you soon!"

"Be careful," I barely managed to say to her.

She nodded and walked away with a smile.

Something about her smile comforted me but I also knew that there was more to her than meets the eye.

I sincerely hoped that I get to see her again but, for now, I returned to my room without incident.

Rank 1 – Complete!

A/N: I need you all to make sure you follow, favorite and review the story! Your love fuels the story and so we need fuel to keep it going! I shouldn't be getting all the praise, please thank Gin as well for the awesome job with the details! I'm the idea person and write it initially and Gin adds the details where necessary and edits the grammar. I can't thank Gin enough. As you can guess there will only be ten chapters, but show your support and I might write the alternate perspective. So makes us proud and show support.