Random idea I came up with. If you like it, go check out my multi-chapter OC story "Boundless!" I know how annoying OC stories are, but trust me, this one is goooood!
She never understood why everyone thought she was so dumb.
It was constant. "Oh, Patty doesn't understand that concept." "Patty, you'll get it when you're older." "Shh, watch what you say, Patty's here."
It infuriated her sometimes. It wasn't like she was a child. She was a teenager for Death's sake, as old as her friends were. But yet they continued to refer to her as a child.
Liz had always told her it was because she was a blonde. But then, Maka was a blonde, wasn't she? She was the smartest girl in Death City, and everyone knew it. So why? Why was Maka soooo smart, and Patty was stuck with the short end of the stick?
Patty tells herself that someday they'll see how smart she really is.
She'll show them.
Black Star hears voices.
In his head, all the time. Cheering.
"Black Star's number one! Black Star is the greatest assassin who ever lived! Black Star is the only one-star meister to ever surpass God! Black Star is better than all of you!"
He lives his life by these voices. He makes sure he's number one. He makes sure he's a great assassin. And he makes sure everyone knows it. Does he care that people get annoyed of him easily? No. Does he care that it makes him arrogant and cocky? No. He figures that's what it takes to be number one.
But does he ever get tired of the voices?
No.
Because if he did, he wouldn't be Black Star.
Crona doesn't know how to deal with this situation.
In fact, he barely knows how to deal with any situation. Or any person. The one person he ever trusted pushed him around, over and over again.
So of course, he doesn't exactly know how to deal with his new friends, let alone a whole school of people he's never met. Sometimes he wishes he could be normal like them. Maybe then he wouldn't feel like such an outsider.
But then when Maka smiles at him, and tells him how glad she is that he came, it makes him feel all warm and tingly inside, a feeling he's not sure how to deal with, but he sure could get used to. The feeling to be wanted, the feeling to be needed. Isn't that what we all truly desire?
Crona's got it all figured out. All he wants is love.