Oh look! chapter two is up! Sorry about the length again, I'm bad at writing long chapters. I hope you're enjoying the story so far~ I've been forgetting disclaims lately for some reason, so anyway Soul Eater and it's characters belong Atsushi Okubo.

It's been a week and the boy is still here. I hear him get up every morning, go to class, and come back every day. He might be deaf, and if that's the case he probably doesn't even know I'm here. But somehow I don't think the boy is; for some reason I'm sure he can hear me screaming at night. I don't know why he's sticky around, even if he doesn't mind screaming he probably hates living so close to someone as worthless as myself.

Sometimes I wonder if he's like me. A few days ago he tried to decapitate himself to become symmetrical. Maybe the left wing on this floor is where they send the truly crazy ones.

Yesterday I actually stepped out of this for the first time three months, just for one moment I stared at the door across the hall. It was in the middle of the day, so he must have been in class at the time. His door isn't like the other doors in this wing, for some reason his room has big, black, double doors with ornate silver knockers that weren't there three months ago. Each door had its own silver eight right above the knocker. I was so fascinated with those doors that I reach out and touched one of the knockers. The knocker was cold and smooth, and I pulled my hand away quickly and ran back into my room.

That evening, when the boy can home he noticed that the knocker on right door (the one that I touched) was tilted half a micrometer to the left. He started having a fit about it and that scared me. It only lasted about a minute though, because he fixed it easily.

I'm scared. I think he might have heard me cry after he discovered the knocker. Maybe he knows it was me and is going to hate me or yell at me because I messed up the symmetry. He paused his fit for a moment when I started crying. I don't know how to deal with it when people are angry at me. Maybe I should apologize and promise never to touch his doors again. But I can't talk like the kids in the classes, so how could I possibly manage to say two words to someone I can't deal with?

It's scary at night. It's like I'm the only person in my own tiny little world that doesn't matter. I don't want to be here, I want to be forgiven. I want it all to be okay so I can come out. But it doesn't matter. I'll never be able to participate in the dazzling world outside my small realm.

I look up and see two dazzling golden eyes looking through the slot in the door.

Kid's POV

Yesterday something strange happened; when I came home from school my beautiful symmetrical doors had been utterly ruined. Someone had tilted one of the knockers half a micrometer to the left. As I was reacting, I heard Chrona from across the hall sniffling pitifully. They usually don't cry during the day, it made me wonder… What if Chrona had came out of her room long enough to disrupt the symmetry of the doors?

Last night their screams weren't wordless cries. It was like they were pleading for their lives, the kept begging for forgiveness, and saying they couldn't deal with punishment. I couldn't help but wonder who Chrona was talking to when they said all of those apologies. At one point I even walked across the hall so I could hear them more clearly, and that's when I noticed it. A slot that they must use to give Chrona their meals in the door.

I was tempted to look, but what if they saw me? I didn't want to scare Chrona. But then again… this was my chance, they probably weren't looking at the door right now…

I gave in to my curiosity. I slid the slot open and looked in.

Asymmetric hair the color of cherry blossoms that fell to their shoulders, wild pale blue eyes. Those were the first things I noticed about Chrona's appearance. At first I thought they were a scrawny boy, but then I remembered that most boys don't wear dresses. I honestly couldn't tell.

I'm thinking so hard about Chrona's gender that I don't notice they've seen me until I hear them start begging for forgiveness again. Only this time they're begging for mine.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Their body is shaking with sobs. "I didn't think it would tilt the knocker, I just touched it I didn't think it would ruin the symmetry! Please don't hate me; I don't think I'd be able to deal with that!" Chrona paused to breath, "Please forgive me!"

What an awkward situation. I wasn't sure what I could say... I guess I really shouldn't have been peaking in the first place. "You don't need to apologize." I told them stiffly. "It happens all the time, so you shouldn't worry so much. Just, uh, get some sleep."

Chrona stared at me, their whole body still as stone. I guess I should be thankful they at least stopped crying. Their eyes looked deeply confused as they bore into mine, like I had just told them something unimaginable. After a few minutes I realized this could go on all night and that I needed sleep so I could get up on time tomorrow.

Chrona didn't cry or scream for the rest of the night, for some reason that thought is comforting to me. I think I'm a big step closer to helping them now.

That is it for now! hopefully I'll actually get somewhere with this next chapter... Remember to Review! if you do I'll love you forever, well maybe not THAT long, but still.