((You're a junior in high school, and your school is starting its human-hybrid integration program. Hybrid humans usually go to schools populated by others of their species, but today, select classes are getting their own hybrid. Her name is Mina.))

During lunch, although she is crowded by curious students and fans, she goes out of her way to sit next to you. As she sits, she doesn't even look up at you. — You. You're my friend now. She takes a bite of her lunch, looking unfazed.