Minegishi likes to be alone.
It saves him energy to interact with other humans, clashing opinions, and dull, asinine discussions about trivial matters like the weather or work. Pointless and unnecessary greetings to strangers, they put on a pleasant mask and if you remove it, you are perceived as impudent. It's astounding and pathetic how humans often trade their honesty to be nice to others. Best to spare yourself from such things. But he's not being honest, he's just evading it.
He likes sipping his tea sitting alone. He likes to read alone.
Less disturbance. No one asks you obvious things. Focused on your reality and yours alone. He doesn't find others as interesting anyway, always swept by the imaginary routine society provides. Wake up, eat, get ready, travel, work, wish to go home, go home, eat, relax, sleep and repeat. A never-ending cycle no one seems to break. Monotone to the point of asceticism. It is no doubt many people are apathetic and devoid of emotions, acting out unethical actions to put a bit of excitement in their life. What is after all, the enjoyment of living a life that is always idyllic or repetitive? But he must admit he follows this too, his status as an esper is the only thing that brings something in his life. Trouble or ease. It sometimes come at the same time.
He likes riding the bus alone. He likes walking for a few minutes alone.
Gives a shrewd sense of privacy in public. It gives him moments to contemplate without another human demanding attention to his nonsense. It sets his mind free, to analyze, to investigate, to reach a conclusion all on his own. Being able to overturn every rock for information, without anyone spewing wrong facts at his face. The liberty of expressing one's opinion is incredibly rare, considering a crowd often attacks you for having one. It doesn't matter what other's think anyway; it is only an opinion. But he too was once a bigot. Too proud and arrogant to bother about others. Maybe he still is.
He likes eating alone. He likes working alone.
A time to relax. A time to focus. A time to detach from worries. A time to put an effort. He doesn't like anyone helping him unless he's downright desperate. Eating responds to a need, hunger. And interrupting that is quite irritating, if not a bit cruel. Work is work. He serves. Customer requests. And the manager directs. Not shout at his face for something he hadn't done or couldn't do. Not ask him every moment if he's okay. He's one of the most powerful espers, he could create flora in an instant, faster than a blink of an eye. Forests could easily take over this city with his power, and flowers bloom in a second with his mind. But he was reminded he is not the most powerful. He was reminded that he is vulnerable.
He likes traveling home alone.
But then, he sees the occasional mother with her child.
And a couple happily together.
Or a friend laughing genuinely with his best friend.
He realized, that even though he likes to be alone,
No one likes being lonely.
He's just a person, who would like to have someone he can agree with, interact pleasantly, be with comfortably. Just like anyone else.
Minegishi doesn't like to be lonely.
Based on a post by laurazocca on tumblr and inspired by that one fic. It struck a chord within me, the feeling too familiar. It spurred me to write. Minegishi seems to be the aloof type in my opinion, thus the focus of this story. At first I wanted Ritsu, but he has someone, Minegishi doesn't. At least, that's what I assume. Not quite sure which one of the characters will fit, but he seems to be the right contender.
It suits the story better with the chlorokinetic anyway.
Guess I should write more about secondary characters in MP100.