Crona was not a complicated person.
There were things she liked, and things she did not like.
She liked snow, the color blue, flowers, and piano. She couldn't actually play it herself, but she loved how it sounded. She liked Soul, who had promised to teach her how to play the piano, and she liked Blair, who had made a piano appear out of thin air for her to learn on. She liked playing basketball, not because she was good at it because of her build, but because she played it with Black Star, Tsubaki, Death the Kid, Liz, and Patty, all of whom she liked. Despite all his bullying, Crona like Ragnarok, because he was always with her and would never leave her. She liked that idea very much.
She didn't like it when one of her friends couldn't come to school because he or she was sick or when they were away doing extra-curricular activities. Especially when they were away on extra-curricular activities. Then she'd worry about how they were doing, if they were safe, and if they were thinking about everyone back home. She didn't like the sun. She understood that it was the source of all life on the Earth... but she didn't know how to deal with such a creepy face. She didn't like it when Ragnarok would embarrass her around people she didn't know, because then she would worry about what that person would say to other people, and if that person thought she was a freak. She really didn't like it when that happened.
And of course, there were things she loved, and things she hated.
She loved spending the day with Maka, going out and just finding a nice place to sit and talk. She loved it when Maka invited her over for lunch and then Maka would cook for her. She loved Maka's cooking. She loved it when her hand would brush against Maka's and her heart would skip a beat, and she really really loved it when Maka hugged her. Maka's hugs were to die for. She loved the shampoo Maka used, because it made Maka smell really, really good. She really loved it when Maka smiled, because Crona couldn't help but smile back, and Crona secretly loved to smile. That, and Maka just glowed when she smiled. She loved it when Maka smiled because her the glow that radiated from her was Crona's sun. It was much more warm and caring and beautiful than the real sun, that just sat in the sky laughed at everyone.
She hated thinking about Medusa. She hated having nightmares. Nightmares where everyone, even Maka and Ragnarok, left her. Nightmares where Maka said she hated her. Nightmares where the black blood went out of control and forced Crona to attack her friends, even Maka. Nightmares where Maka was afraid of her. Nightmares like that, she really hated. She didn't know how to deal with them. She hated waking up screaming after one of those nightmares, and she hated how no one was there to comfort her. Ragnarok tried, but wasn't good at it. But there was one thing she hated the most of all. She hated it when Maka cried. When Maka cried, then Crona didn't have a sun. Didn't have a heart. When Maka cried, something inside her broke, and it was all Crona could do to not break down and cry right there along with her. And she the worst part was... she hated that she, like Ragnarok, hadn't the faintest notion of how one went about comforting someone.
Crona was not a complicated person.
Eh... I don't know. I like it.