<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wJe2bI4.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Megumi Shika<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Megumi/Aj's Dorm Room<br/><strong>With:</strong><del>Trap</del>Akumi-Jo, Anyone<br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>Flashback</em>A Few Days Before School Starts, Evening<br/><br/>With soft clicks, Megumi's cane felt her way into Dorm building. She had a few kind words with the building's RA, whom she called beforehand to avoid blindly hunting her down, and received a key card for her room. Megumi had high hopes for her new dorm situation. Perhaps a little idealistic, all things considered. Megumi never had much in the way of contact with others for the last two years. There were some doctors, some shrinks, but a some of her fellow abnormal patients couldn't even hold a conversation without disintegrating. Combined with her natural shyness, it wasn't really a healthy social environment.<br/><br/>Megumi didn't have much in the way of experience with roomates. The best info she had to go on came from an american sitcom (https://res.cloudinary.com/beamly/image/upload/s--44dxsgCt--/c_fill,g_face,q_70,w_479/f_jpg/v1/tvbuzz/sites/7/2014/06/s5e16-jd_turk.jpg) she had streamed back when she had full use of her eyes. That show clearly told Megumi that roomates are basically friends for life who get along with eachother perfectly. Surely, this was a dramatic hyperbole of the classic roomate situation, but it couldn't be all lies, Right?<br/><br/>...Right?<br/><br/>With her heart filled by hopeful, soon-to-be-crushed dreams, the blind girl eased herself up the staircase. The RA wanted to give her a room on the ground floor, but Megumi had insisted. She needed a room on the top floor. Not only was it a personal challenge, but it would later make things easier for her eyes. There were less things to see through walls on higher floors, and on misty days it helped her vision become further obscured. It was a slog to get there, but the way Megumi saw it, it was Perfectly high up.<br/><br/>At least, that was how Megumi assumed it would be. What she had neglected to anticipate was her suitcases. They were heavy, filled with clothes and valuables and absolutely terrifying to drag up three flights of stares while totally blind. More than once, Megumi came close to admitting her shortcomings to the RA and getting a room on the first floor, but she persevered. Some small part of her, while shy as the dickens, was also starting to get tired of being guided around everywhere. Depending on people was embarrassing! Megumi wanted, at the very least, to have this small independence to herself. It was her own, personal rebellion in the face of blind futility.<br/><br/>And so, five minutes later, tired to the bone and at her wit's end, Megumi finally reached the top of the Dorms. In tow were the spoils of her efforts: two white, expensive suitcases now a bit battered from the drag upstairs. With a tired huff she walked down the hallway, feeling the braille beneath the numbers outside each door, until she finally came to her own. Finally. She could look at the building's layout with her eyes later. She just wanted to lay out her things and maybe nap.<br/><br/>It was only as she slipped her keys into the lock that a thought occurred to Megumi; what if her roommate had already arrived? Curses. Just to make sure, she announced herself as she opened the door.<strong>"Um. Hello? Is someone there?"</strong>She asked, pulling her suitcases in behind her.