Your POV

When I walked into the DWMA, the students stared at me in confusion. Black Star and Tsubaki walked beside me, guiding me to my class.

I suddenly spotted a boy with white spiky hair and red eyes. He was smirking at girl wearing pigtails, who looked annoyed. Something about the boy made me blush..

                      Soul's POV

As I was pestering Maka, I noticed a girl with (h/c) hair and a (f/c) shirt walking with Black star and Tsubaki.
I found myself blushing a bit. This feeling is not cool, I tried to convince myself. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop feeling this way about the new girl.

                      Your POV 
I walked with Tsubaki and Black Star, approaching the boy and girl. "Yo Soul, Maka. We have a new classmate!" Black Star yelled, winking at me. I blushed and self consciously brushed my hair out of my eyes. Soul was glaring  at  Black Star, annoyance in his eyes. "Leave her alone, will you? That's not cool."

    Black Star's POV
I smirked at Soul. "GETTING JEALOUS, WEAKLING?!!!" I yelled, putting my arms around (y/n). "(y/n) AND I WILL SURPASS THE GODS!"
(Y/n) blushed and awkwardly shuffled away. "I gotta go to the bathroom.." (Y/n) stuttered. She then ran. "Oh? It looks like your yelling frightened her," Soul smirked.
"That's not cool." "Can we forget what's not cool and get to class?" Maka muttered. "I'll get (y/n)."

Your POV 
As I ran to the bathroom, I bumped into someone, making both of us fall.
"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, holding my hand out to the person. He lifted his head. He had black hair with white stripes, and alluring golden eyes...
I started blushing, and so did he.

Death the kid's POV
The girl with (h/c) hair and beautiful symmetrical (e/c) eyes gazed at me, her hand extended towards mine. "Are you ok?" She asked, blushing even more.
"Yes I'm fine. It's my fault," I replied, smiling. She blushed, and I did too. "What's your name?" I asked, wondering if this was the new student my father had told me about. "My name is (y/n)." "What about you?"

"I'm Death the Kid." "But you can call me Kid," I stuttered, my face getting red. Suddenly Liz and patty charged into me. "WHO'S THAT, KID?!" Patty yelled. "Patty calm down!" Liz pleaded.

"Liz, Patty. This is (y/n). She is new here." I replied. "We should be getting to class!" (Y/n) exclaimed. We all then bolted to class.