Kyumia was new to the DWMA, and she barely knew anyone, she only knew 2 people. Crona Gorgon and Soul "Eater" Evans, for some reason, she couldnt really "connect" with the others. But it all went bad on a saturday when they had detention...
"You dont get it do you?! Neither of you do!" Kyumia said while standing, knocking her chair back and fuming. Soul had made a joke about self-harm and she obviously wasnt laughing.
"Kyu it was just a joke, dont get so up tight, its so not cool," Soul said as he crossed his arms across is chest and propped his feet up on the desk which he was siting at.
"Its nothing to joke about Soul!" Kyumia was enraged. Soul didnt see what the big deal was, but Crona did, he saw the little part of Kyumia's arm that was revealed from the safety of her jacket by accident. She quickly saw what Crona was looking at and ran out the room, almost in tears. "jeez, whats up with her?" Soul said in a slightly concerned voice.
"S-She... S-She..."
"Come on Crona, spit it out."
"S-She n-needs us..." Crona said while standing, "C-Come on S-Soul, we have to g-go get her."
"... Why? She looks like she wants to be alone, it would be uncool to bother her."
"S-She may look l-like s-she wants to b-be a-alone, b-but t-trust me, i-i know w-where she is r-right n-now, and t-thats the l-last thing that s-she wants..." Crona stood and walked out the door, Soul sat thinking about what the pick haired boy said. "Damn,' he thought to himself, "I've never heard him talk so much..."
Kyumia sat by herself in the hall crying when Crona found her. He sat by her and looked at her concerned, "D-Do you w-wanna talk about it...?" She looked at him puzzled and sniffled, "I-I dont know what else to do!" She basically screamed, Crona lifted his shirtsleeve and revealed tons of criss cross scars and cuts, "I-I k-know how y-you f-feel..." Kyumia looked at his arm in suprise, and hugged him...
