<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/aGaVdmk.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Megumi Shika<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Akiyama's Dorm Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Akiyama<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First day of School; Night Time<br/><hr/><br/><strong>A-alright,</strong>Megumi said, oblivious to Akiyama's lack of clothing. She allowed herself to be led into the apartment. Megumi seemed to still be crying a little, small sniffles punctuating her breathing as she followed in silence.  Despite her apparent distress, she still noticed the crinkle of a magazine underfoot as she entered. Odds of that happening automatically ran through her head. The data returned affirmed Akiyama's statement; the room was probably a bit of a mess.<br/><br/>The blindfolded girl felt the rug give way to tiles. She realized they were in the bathroom. She allowed the blonde girl to wipe at her eyes, but flinched when she felt Akiyama's breasts pressed against her back. Was..<em>was Akiyama naked!?</em>The thought brought a light blush to her features. She almost said something, but was too wrapped up in the events of a few minutes ago to work up the words. They were both girls, after all, and Megumi didn't want to risk being alone right now.<br/><br/>When Akiyama went to remove Megumi's blindfold, Megumi suddenly rose a hand to stop her.<strong>"W-wait."</strong>She said, turning away from the mirror and taking a step into the room. Slowly, she removed the blindfold, and immediately realized<em>that there were now 13,827 individual capilaries in her eyelids and 243 eyelashes attached to the left eyelid and 241 attached to the right.</em>Beyond her eyelids she could see even more, the information flooding in despite her best efforts.<br/><br/>Quickly, she held out the Blindfold behind her. She was already starting to breathe heavily.<strong>"S-sorry. Be quick if you can."</strong>When Akiyama moved to wipe her eyes directly, Megumi, worried that she might see Akiyama's hand, instead took the Towel herself.<strong>"I-I can do this."</strong>She said, wiping off the tears as she<em>incidentally began to count each and every fiber that went into the creation of the towel along with the exact amount of water absorbed into it, down to the nearest microliter.</em><br/><br/>While she waited for Akiyama to clean her blindfold, Megumi was forced to endure everything else in the room assaulting her conscience. She could tell when Akiyama stopped showering down the the second, and count every speckle of dew lining the walls. Judging by the fingerprints, only one person seemed to be living here. There was bottle of pills on the toilet- antidepressants. Unused, yet on hand. Two bottles of shampoo were on the floor. Empty, discarded, but never thrown away. Tangled, long lengths of hair in the drain revealed Akiyama's health over the last few years by the thickness of the strands. It was a lot to take in; her mind immediately came to some conclusions, but she said nothing. Worse yet, information of the previous occupants came to light as well, telling scandalous stories of their own. Megumi didn't know two people could even<em>do</em>that in a shower...<br/><br/>Megumi's breathing quickly gave way to hyperventilation. She bent over with effort. The struggle to stay awake was turning arduous. Strangely, Akiyama had only removed Megumi's blindfold twenty seconds ago. Apparently, she had been using it before coming here. Finally, the pain and lack of oxygen became too much. It was crippling the blindfolded girl. Struggling to retain consciousness, Megumi weakly pawed behind her for the blindfold.<strong>"The Blindfold, P-please! C-<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">Can't breathe...!</span>"</strong><br/><br/>If Akiyama wasn't quick to return the blindfold, Megumi would crumple to the floor moments later, totally unconscious.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">If The Blindfold is Returned</div><div class="spoiler_body">With the blindfold returned, Megumi's breathing would slowly begin to regulate. For a good minute, she'd be unable to even speak as she calmed down. Amidst her headache, Megumi was reminded again why she hated her ability. Being reduced to a gasping heap just from cleaning up was <em>pathetic</em>.<br/><br/>Eventually, she managed a few words. <strong>"Th-thank you. S-sorry for the trouble. Closing my eyes doesn't block out enough light to turn my mind off."</strong> the freshly blindfolded girl stood upright, beginning to cool off. The fresh influx of information had pushed out the issues of the present just long enough for Megumi to regain her composure. At least, to some extent.<br/><br/>When Akiyama offered to lend an ear, Megumi obliged, standing at the bathroom doorway while the naked woman began picking up magazines. <strong>"Akumi-kun was... Mad, after what happened at the opening ceremony. Said I was a traitor for not being on his side. I- he usually calls me stuff like that. Things like 'asexual', or 'daredevil', but he... usually wasn't so angry about it. Um, when I tried to explain myself, he said I didn't understand and um."</strong> Megumi began holding her elbows in either hand, shaking her head as she thought about it. <strong>"H-he m-m-made me Look at him."</strong> The girl sniffed a little, biting back tears as those memories returned to the foreground of her mind. <strong>"I um. A-apparently h-he had been lying to the school-board about his gender t-to live in the girls dorm. H-he never said, b-but I could tell when I l-looked at him. I t-told him so, which made things worse. H-he grabbed me. Stole my eyes. He tried using them to find something to b-b-blackmail me with."</strong> Megumi shook her head, as if she still couldn't believe it all. Every moment she looked at a person was like a revelation about their character. She hadn't seen anything good about AJ. More than anything, she felt betrayed. Quietly, she continued. <strong>"Th-thankfully, the eyes were too much for him. He passed out before getting a chance to look at me. A-apparently parts switch back when he falls unconscious? A-after that, I ran down here."</strong> That wasn't even the worst thing she saw. Just thinking about it threatened to give Megumi conniptions. AJ wasn't just a boy pretending to be a cute girl; he was a sociopath. <strong>"H-he's a terrible person, Amaya-san. He wasn't just playing pretend, he was... planning to exploit me. I don't know how, but I know he would have. I'm probably going to have to contact the RA. He'll be expelled for lying about his gender, but... I... I don't care anymore."</strong><br/><br/>Finally, Megumi began crying again. This time in earnest. Careful not to wet her blindfold again, she began tucking the towel she had taken beneath the white leather for brief moments, wiping the tears away. <strong>"I-I just wanted to have a normal school year!"</strong> She protested. <strong>"M-make friends again. T-talk to people. I don't want much... So w-why does everyone I actually Look at turn out to be so terrible!? Everyone I've looked at are evil, or manipulative, or racist, or about to die, or something else. I-It's always something. Some new way to let me down. I-I can't take it anymore!"</strong> Her whole day had been given Megumi so much hope. Shr founded a club, got members to join, met Taro and Shizuma and Jonathan and everyone else... Megumi thiught she might've had a chance, but tonight had shattered her hopes all over again.</div></div>