Her outfit was perfectly symmetrical. Her hat was in line with her. Her chest was pressed down flat by bandages under the baggy grey T-shirt she wore. Her scraggily bright orange hair was hidden under a black baseball cap. Her black jeans weren't very baggy but not too tight since she was lacking in a key male item. Her disguise was put together pretty well and she smiled at herself in the mirror. She pulled on a pair of black steel-toed boots and a black collar with eight silver spikes. "Ah, eight~ perfectly symmetrical~" she sang out and cleared her throat. 'Better not talk too much. I am supposed to be a boy.' She thought and headed out the door.
She reached the school and sighed walking in the door. Looking around she spotted a boy with bright blue hair going on about how great he was. "Black Star." She whispered to herself and continues to her locker. "What's with the hat?" a boy asked. She spun around to face him and two girls behind him. Her blue eyes widened. "I like it." She shrugged looking him over. He was tallish with yellow-amber eyes in a sleek black suit. His hair was black with three white stripes on the left side only. His suit was completely symmetrical. Everything about him was symmetrical except for "Your hair is so…asymmetrical." She said flatly. "Oh no." "He's done it now." The girls said as the boy with strange hair sunk to his knees. "It's true. I deserve to die! I'm garbage!" he yelled out. The two girls just watched him. "He's at it again." One of the girls shrugged. The girl dressed as a guy kneeled down next to him. "Hi I'm Konya. Don't say stuff like that. Imperfections make you…original. Symmetry is beautiful but having an imperfection is still good. Not too many though." She smiled at him. He looked up at her his eyes wide. "What's with the hat though? I have an idea." He smiled and pulled off her hat. "Orange? Well now you can show your original quality." He smiled at her. "I guess I can." She looked around for Black Star. If he saw her hair he'd recognize her and her cover would be blown. "I'm Death the kid, by the way." He stood up and reached his hand out. Konya pulled herself up using his hand to help. "Thanks, kid," She smiled at him and looked around "But, I like my hair covered." She pulled her hat back on and opened her locker. "Whatever." He shrugged and walked off with the two girls.
The bell rang a bit later and she was in Professor Stein's class. She sat alone arms crossed resting her head. "Hats off in class Mister…I'm sorry who are you?" the teacher said when her walked in. She lifted her head up looking at him. "Konya Sill." She said and pulled off her hat showing her bright orange hair. "No you're not you're-" Black Star yelled out but in a swift move Konya sprang up squatted in front of Black Star and covered his mouth. "You incompetent idiot. You annoy me!" She growled at him. "Bah What Star rah maw safe. Imf fupofed twa anah oo." He mumbled under her hand. "Shut up I can't understand a word you're saying." She hissed at him. He grabbed her wrist and moved her hand. "Come on you'll need to do better than that White Sta-" she flipped him over his desk holding his wrist behind his head. "Don't say my name. Unless you WANT me to die, dumbass." She hissed and let him go walking out the class.