<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>Anyone<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First day of School;<span class="bbc_u"><em>Club Rush!</em></span><br/><hr/><br/>The first day of class was purposely short. While the opening ceremony took up the first part of the day, classes had also been tapered off at the end to accommodate for the club rush that came directly after class was over. Every club in the school had their own stand. Some were bolstering their ranks for the upcoming year, while others were just trying to get enough members to remain a club. And then, there was a select few students trying to start a club of their own. It was a bold endeavor, to say the least.<br/><br/>One such student, crammed between the Swimming and Basketball club-stands, was one such rebel. Unfortunately, she couldn't be more petrified. The girl's stand was far from well-decorated, but it had all the amenities one needed for a club. The entire stand comprised of a single, rectangular table.<br/><br/>Along public-facing side, a paper banner hung from the table's edge. On it, the words<em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>"Abnormal Support Club"</strong></span></em>were written in elegant Japanese calligraphy. Above and below the calligraphy, a monotone picture of  a comet had been drawn, to reference the celestial body that started all this business.<br/><br/>The table itself was sparsely decorated. Megumi hadn't had time to find ornaments or the like. All it had was a pen and a page from club-application sheet. Since the Abnormal Support club was new, she needed the signatures of interested students in order to have the club approved.<br/><br/>Having just set up, the paper hadn't any signatures yet.<br/><br/>The stand's occupant herself, Megumi, looked pretty tired. In order to set everything up, she had to use her powers more than once to get everything in order. Somehow, she had managed to find a table, drag it to the school grounds, find a large enough paper-sheet for the banner, and borrowed paint to write the club's name down. She had even taken the time to draw a poster to pass around campus, but she quickly realized that using a computer to photocopy all of those papers would be impossible for her. Overall, it had been quite a process, but she finally felt ready enough to start.<br/><br/>Though tired, Megumi would do her best to address anyone passing by the stand. The prospect of talking to so many people mortified the poor girl, but she was resolute. Megumi hated her abilities, but she knew how they could be used for good. She would never be a super-hero, but at the very least she could use her traumatic experience to help others going through something similar. It wasn't much, but it was enough for her.<br/><br/>Mostly, however, Megumi hoped to high-heaven that Taro would drop by. Even though she had done so much already, she knew that she still needed help getting a club started.