Aimi
Aimi clignait d'alarme alors que la toile était soudainement arrachée de son visage. Elle s'éleva quand elle fut levée et s'appuya contre le mur, mais se détendit alors qu'elle s'apercevait que ce n'était qu'un autre étudiant assez jeune.
Merci. Elle a dit doucement. Puis la fille a poussé un morceau de papier dans sa vision. Une fois pour non et deux fois pour oui. Ça va?
Aimi a cligné deux fois. Elle n'a pas été blessée. Elle n'a pas été blessée n'importe où qu'elle puisse le sentir.
Tu veux que j'aille chercher de l'aide?
Aimi clignait une fois, puis se penchait vers l'avant et attrapait le crayon de la fille avec ses dents. Elle a écrit attentivement sur la page, rebondissant et bougeant la tête pour former des lettres, bien qu'un peu maladroitement. Ne me laisse pas tranquille. J'ai horreur d'être seule.Elle a soigneusement lâché le crayon sur le cahier de la fille et s'est penchée contre le mur, les larmes continuent à couler sur son visage embarrassé, rouge.

Ayako
Ils ont passé ce qu'ils ressentaient comme plusieurs minutes à flipper, chacun essayant de se mettre les pieds sous eux-mêmes. Enfin l'autre fille a réussi à se mettre aux pieds. Aya a essayé, mais elle était tellement désorientée par la chute qu'elle a fini par se masturber la tête sur le dessous du banc.
"Aaaah!" elle a calmé, et a regagné, en remuant la douleur aiguë dans sa tête et la substance mouillée et collante sur ses doigts. Elle est retombée à terre, des larmes coulant sur ses joues. J'ai... j'ai... j'ai... j'ai... j'ai... j'ai... j'ai... j'ai... j'ai...
Name: Maksim Kato
Age: Seventeen
Grade (1st/2nd/3rd year): Third year
Disability: Near-blind. Can see colors and changes in light, somewhat able to make out figures.
Personality: Maksim is and odd and monotone boy. Between his expression typically being blank and his voice having little to no inflection, he can be quite hard to read. Do not take this as disinterest though, he's actually a bit of a people person. There's always something on his mind, and he's often willing to share, whether you can actually figure out what he's trying to say or not... Different story entirely. At heart, Maksim is very empathetic, despite his apathetic appearances. Willing to do just about anything to help one in need, he's a good friend to have, and will treasure any help in return.
Background: Maksim was born 6 weeks prematurely to a Japanese father and a Russian mother. As Maksim grew, his vision depreciated severely. Even with travelling back and forth between Moskow and Osaka, his parents could not find a doctor that understood why the boy's sight was worsening so quickly, just that his eyes may not have properly developed in utero.
Although both parents being fairly stressed by their son's impairment, it didn't seem to bother Maksim. He was always a very level headed child, and he was able to get on fine with a thick pair of glasses. The more years went on, the less Maksim was able to see. It was getting harder and harder for him to make it through public schools and get along with other students. His glasses and constant fumbles made him an easy target, and the constant teasing pushed Maksim to be a bit of a shut-in.
After much discussion, the Katos decided the best thing they could do for their son was to send him to Yamaku. Perhaps the only school that could truly accept Maksim, help him learn to live with what little vision he has left, and prepare him for the inevitable total blindness to follow.
Other Info: Out of all his available senses, touch is Maksim's favorite. Constantly feeling things, he's developed preferences in sensations. This carries over to his current hobby, art. Despite not being able to really see what he's creating, Maksim sculpts clay into shapes that "feel" beautiful. Taste being a close second, he has a weakness for flavored teas and sweets.