<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wJe2bI4.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Megumi Shika<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Abnormal Support Stand<br/><strong>With:</strong>Taro, Jonathan, Ryuuji, Natsume, Biscuit(m), Kiyoshi<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First day of School;<span class="bbc_u"><em>Club Rush!</em></span><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Is that you, Taro-san? Thank you for making these."</strong>As Taro set the flyers down, Megumi's hands tentatively searched for them. It was clear she hadn't an idea of where they were. She eventually found the papers, and gained a soft smile at their arrangement.<strong>"I'll have to look at one tonight,"</strong>she said, very appreciative for the man's help.<br/><br/><em>(in english) "Glad someone takes more humor from my slips than being insulted by them..."</em><br/><br/>Hearing this, Megumi once again responded in concise English, albeit with a small accent.<strong>"&lt;Sorry! I didn't mean to sound insulted. It's just, um, very surprising!&gt;"</strong>Hearing Jonathan's other question, Megumi looked to Taro and switched back to English.<strong>"Do we still need flyers put up?"</strong>She asked, curious herself.<br/><br/>At Ryuuji's question, Megumi winced a little behind her blindfold. Being put on the spot like this was difficult for her.<strong>"It certainly takes a degree of... boldness?"</strong>She said, unsure how to properly answer.<br/><br/>It was around then that Megumi heard Natsumi say her hasty goodbyes.<strong>"Oh! You don't have to..."</strong>Megumi's voice trailed off in realization, hearing Biscuit run off behind her.<strong>"Um. She ran off already, didn't she?"</strong>She sighed, a little crestfallen. Like Natsume, she understood wanting to run away. If she could actually see, all of these people might have made her run off too. Fortunately, running and blindness didn't really mix. It was a very good recipe for bumping into people at high-speed. For better or for worse, she was basically stuck at this stand until things died down.<br/><br/>A few moments later, she heard a voice using her last name with unprecedented familiarity.<strong>"Oh, Hideaki-ku- um, Hideaki-taichou!"</strong>She stuttered. Though her words were uncertain, Megumi sounded glad to hear his voice. Even though others at Denai knew Kiyoshi Hideaki as the student council president, Megumi never quite saw him in that way. For a moment there she almost addressed Kiyoshi with a 'kun' honorific by accident. Fortunately, she remembered his preference for professionalism in public at the last moment. Kiyoshi was always serious when working.<br/><br/>Megumi fumbled for the club-application sheet. She had a little difficulty finding it; the paper had moved slightly as a result of other students signing it. She eventually found the form and slid it towards the president.<strong>"Um, I think we have about Six so far, including myself."</strong>Contrary to what she said, the application sheet had only five signatures written. Unable to see the sheet, Megumi failed to notice that Biscuit had not signed before leaving.<br/><br/>Upon Hideaki's mention of club size, Megumi turned beet-red. Choosing a Vice-President was a serious concern, but it also implied that Megumi would be President.<em>President</em>. The timid girl didn't know the first thing about heading a club with so many people. Her therapy at the hospital hadn't exactly covered leadership training. What if she disappointed everyone, or did something stupid by mistake? The girl's mind began to shift into overdrive, considering it all. Her psychiatrist was going to have a field day at their next appointment.<br/><br/><strong>"V-Vice President?"</strong>Instinctively, Megumi looked in the direction she last heard Taro speak. He was the first choice Megumi would care to ask, but she didn't want to impose. She barely knew the first thing about him!<strong>"I had someone in mind, but I haven't asked them yet. Taro-san, are you still there? I've been meaning to talk to you about that..."</strong><br/><br/>