<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wJe2bI4.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Megumi Shika<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Behind the Classroom Building, Midday<br/><strong>With:</strong>Taro, Anyone<br/><br/>While Megumi maintained her smile, beneath her blindfold she winced at the thought of going back to Walcrest. Oh no, they would have a field day with her. That was one of the major things she realized during her stay. Thankfully-<strong>"Ah, I don't think they offer High-School courses. Many of those students end up going to Denai, actually. Like, um, the Student Council President, for example."</strong><br/><br/>At Taro's apology, Megumi shook her head softly. She knew he didn't mean it, and she was the last person to talk to about prying into people's business. She actually had to have a second psychiatrist work with her, after she said something terrible to the first one. By comparison, Taro's prodding came off as little more than genuine concern.<strong>"I-It's fine, really. I've noticed that many people think being comet-touched makes them superior, but I wouldn't know about that."</strong>Megumi made a weak laugh, that didn't really sound like it came from the heart.<strong>"For me, I guess my power is more like a curse?"</strong>Megumi's grip on Taro's coat tightened a little.<strong>"I've met a lot of people at the hospital who had it worse, too. Some powers are nice, but others can make the user's skin dissolve, or burn them alive in sunlight. I got off a lot easier than they did; all I lost was my sight. Even then, I can still use my eyes a couple of minutes every day, so it isn't a total loss."</strong><br/><br/>It was at about that point that the two finally entered the classroom building. Megumi knew where to go from here, but she didn't say anything to her guide. Guiltily, she knew that she was being selfish for exploiting Taro's kindness, but she had really missed talking to someone who wasn't a doctor or a mental-patient.<strong>"I was actually hoping that there might be a club at the school for that. A club for people dealing with their powers, I mean. S-something like a support group? My powers aren't good for much, but... they tell me a lot of things about people. It's a bit intrusive, but I'm, um, the only person I know who can accurately identify how someone's ability functions."</strong><br/><br/>Megumi looked away from the source of Taro's voice, looking more embarrassed than usual. She didn't really like her powers, but some small, broken part of her still wanted to use what she had to help people. When Megumi was younger, she knew from her father that she would one day become Abnormal. She always dreamed of becoming a superhero. That whimsical, childhood dream had long since been shattered by her blindness. However, her desire to help others lived on, despite her abysmal self esteem.<strong>"Th-the science behind Comet-Touched abilities isn't really known yet, so I thought I might be able to help anyone having trouble controlling theirs? Or, um, maybe just talk to them if I can't do anything. I-I don't know if anyone would let someone like me help, b-but I wanted to try somehow."</strong><br/><br/>It was about then that Megumi realized something, and paused momentarily on their walk. She looked up to Taro, looking a bit bashful for talking so much.<strong>"Oh. Sorry. I'm rambling, aren't I?"</strong>