Mamσяu Hijikata
His walking stick swayed back and forth tapping on the cement of the sidewalk a steady beat that played out where he was walking and what was coming up ahead. His dark glasses on his nose covering up his dead ruined eyes with scars running down the side of his face underneath his both eyes. Heading to school was something he would've never thought he would go to. He was manly self taught with some homeschooling from his father. Either way he never read out of a book. He really couldn't. Text in a book didn't shape out in the vibrations he saw through his sun glasses the page was smooth, unlike the rest of the world. That was the only he he couldn't learn. He still had to find out more things that weakened his senses, but he wasn't going to search for them.
He came up to the school seeing its large shape and filled with others. His finger traced over the bumps on the paper. "Class A-1" He murmured taking his time to walk into the school and through the halls. He noticed people stopping or separating form where they were walking to make sure he got through safely. Heh. They are mistaken. It was fun to fool people that were clueless. He got to the door tapped the end of his walking stick on the door. Reached out and grabbed the handle sliding it open with the stick at his back side so no one could see it.
"Sorry If i'm late." he spoke in hs raspy voice. He couldn't tell the time either from the digital clocks that manly appeared in school. Analog clocks he could find out the time by the positioning of the hands.
