[One's eyes don't have to be that sharp to find him. One might have just caught the broadcast on the competing big screens of the Marui and the Takashimaya and the Yodobashi near the station, played loud and bright enough that even curled in a hideaway under the tracks one could catch the voice and be unable to look away from the rest.]

[One might have just had a decent idea where to look for him after that, especially if one may have been specifically avoiding those just sorts of places for the past few days. One might have just finally attempted the surprisingly wearying task of climbing up to a roof and--there he was.]

[One might just not know what to do after all that--after so long--at the sight of his back silhouetted by the glaring lights and massive LED screens back to playing mindless pop videos and game highlight reels. One might just hesitate there in the stairwell for a painfully long time.]

[Theoretically speaking, of course.]