Well, they did.Lots of convoluted chaos, death, and coincidence happened. I was in my second year of college, and on a giant campus somehow the few people I knew managed to also know everyone else, which was rather amusing when we sat down to lunch for the first time and everyone already knew every.
It turned out they were all, except for me, into anime.They used to drag me off to the library basement to a rented video room to watch Ranma, which was somewhat amusing but didn't really draw me in. Then one of them decided it was necessary to show me the great glory of anime, known as Akira. It did not go well. It took two sittings and he had to guard the door because I wanted to escape. It's still the measure I use to define what truly awful anime is.
I refused to have anything to do with their little anime habit after that, but one of my friends was very cunning and she got me to come to her party, because she's my friend and I wasn't going to say, "No," to her birthday party, and they had anime on. Of course. Fushigi Yuugi. She coaxed me into watching it, and low and behold. Hooked! It was most excellent. ¬_¬ That was some years ago, and now we know I'm an old fart. *grin*
I've been fond of anime, well.. certain animes, ever since. It's a fascinating art and storytelling form. And I'll admit it. I like the bishounen.
I'll have to check out your MV recommendation. *curses her painful dialup internet connection*
