/I am planning to make a KiMa fanfic with my own style *insert Yi Fan's Galaxy Style here* with my own forte. Here is a drabble/ a scratch, and I would be very happy on what will your opinion be./

She was abolished from heaven, hated from hell and was different from the mortals of the ground she walked on. Punished by a crime she didn't commit and was sentenced as guilty without a trial to defend herself, and all of that was a part of her past.

She was seated at one of the vacant benches of the school her father on earth had enrolled her, Her ash blonde hair tied up in a nice pigtail with skull ties to hold it in place, but today she wanted to be different, she had worn the clothes of her last day in heaven. A white dress that was long enough to hide her knees, she had decorated it by covering her bare shoulders with a green long sleeve cardigan and brown doll shoes. She doesn't know why she had dressed up today, but she did wake up and feeling she needed to. When she decided to leave, she saw him again, he was standing from afar, people just walking pass him like he was not even real, that he was only a fragment of her imagination, a fragment of her nightmare. 'He is here again, No. Maka, just act normal and he will go away.' She chanted in her mind, for years she have seen what mortals cannot, talk to them and understand them, unlike those who claimed professional with the said title, but being around them had caused her pain. They will not make her rest, invade her dreams, move things around her house, each day growing far worse until she had snapped and sent them to a place they never dreamt of and by the gods above she knows what she have done was against the rules, but can she be punished by the heavens even if she is no longer a serve to them. It was foolish of her to do such an act and to be frightened of the consequences, she feared that the man was looking for her and when she had acknowledged him she will bring down and delivered to hell only to be punished, played and tormented of the beings that were once angels of the heaven.

She tried her best to appear calm and collective, but her body was betraying her, her palms were damp with sweat, her breathing had picked up, her face had become pale as fear was evident in her emerald eyes. 'Does he know? Can he see me? Is he real? God Maka! Be calm you are giving it all away and you are only digging your own grave! Just ignore him and he will leave you alone.' She scolded herself, she was brave after all. She was a joy bringer to mortals but, him being death is a hypothesis.

Okay, I been meaning to write this kind of story for such a while now. Even when the group and I are still doing Your Cupid, Excalibur.
I know it is /or maybe/ stupid to ask for your opinion when I am itching to write this.

Long Story Short
This is a Paranormal/Romance RP, involving Angels, Ghost and what my dark soul wants.
The set-up is still the same with the S.E - that dark, gothic and paranormal.
This can be categorized as either Young Adult or New Adult.

So... Is this a Yay or a Nay?

p.s.
I am still doing the KiMa Week fanfic and they may or may not continuation of Your Cupid, Excalibur.