Soul Eater - Crona(Male) x Reader ch.1

The sun shone down on Death City, casting it's bright menacing rays on the citizens and tourists who roamed the streets. Many of them were young, belonging to the Death Weapon Meister Academy(a.k.a DWMA). One student stood out among the crowd of people, having (y/h/l) (y/h/c) hair and (y/e/c) eyes. You stood alone outside of the academy.
'First day..' You thought to yourself, shuffling your feet nervously.
'Don't screw this up, (y/n).. First and only chance.. You have to be normal for a change..' you added, taking a step towards the academy. The students shuffled in, one by one, and entered the oddly crafted doors.
You took yet another step forward and almost knocked over another tall black-haired girl.
"O-Oh, I'm sorry I d-didn't see you there!" You nearly shouted, grabbing the other girl's shoulder and steadying her.
"Oh no it's okay! It's my fault too!" the black-haired stranger chimed as she rubbed the back of her head awkwardly.
"Hey, I don't think I've seen you around here before. Are you new?" she added after a moment's hesitation.
"Y-Yeah, I'm (y/n).." You muttered, blushing slightly. The tall girl smiled and reached out her hand for you to shake.
"I'm Tsubaki, chain scythe! It's wonderful to meet you!" Tsubaki said cheerfully as you shook her hand. You smiled slightly and shrugged.
"You too, Tsubaki.." You mumbled as you turned to walk into the academy, when she reached out and grabbed your arm.
"I've got some lovely people you're sure to get along with! Since you're new, I figure I might as well introduce you to some people. Is that okay?" she asked happily, already in the process of dragging you to a group of teenagers. A blue-haired boy was doing a handstand in front of four other students; three girls and a boy.
"Hey Tsubaki! Look at me! Ya-HOOOO!!!" the blue-haired boy cheered, jumping up and down on two fingers. Tsubaki rolled her eyes and chuckled softly.
"Black*Star, you might hurt yourself! Stop that!" She said, rushing over to 'Black*Star'. You stood back quietly, staring at your feet when you thought someone had addressed you.
"'Ey, who are you exactly?" the boy with the white hair called. He wore a headband over his spiked-up white hair and a yellow varsity jacket.
"I- Uh- Um- (y/n)." you replied as you felt your face heat up at how awkward you sounded.
"(y/n), eh? Cool name. I'm Soul, a scythe;" the boy replied.
"That's Maka, my meister," He motioned to the girl beside him, who had a vanilla-colored vest on with a cute red-plaid skirt. Her hair was in pig-tails to compliment her bright green eyes.
"Patty and Liz, Death the Kid's twin pistols," Soul pointed to the other two girls who stood back, looking a bit confused. They wore matching outfits.
"And Black*Star, Tsubaki's meister." He finished, and huffed.
"Hey, where is Kid anyway?" the girl you assumed to be Liz asked, scratching her head. Soul shrugged.
"I dunno, probably went to go fix a picture frame or something." Soul said. You had no idea who this 'Kid' was, so you just zoned out of their conversation. It was probably a rude thing to do but for you it was usual.
"Hey, Crona, get over here! Don't stand over there all alone!" Maka called to a pink haired kid in a long black robe. He had a very scary looking thing coming out of his back, but you decided not to ask about it just in case it was personal.
"Have you met (y/n) yet?" Tsubaki asked 'Crona', gesturing to you. Crona glanced briefly at you before looking at the ground and shaking his head.
"N-No." He mumbled. The monster whacked Crona over the head.
"Speak up, numskull!" It shrieked. Your eyes widened at the cruelty of the being, immediately feeling pity for poor Crona.
"I'm s-sorry! No, I have n-not met (y/n)." Crona said, his eyes darting from side to side. You chuckled at his shyness.
"Well you have now. (y/n), this is Crona, meister of the demon sword Ragnarock. Crona, this is (y/n), she's new here." Tsubaki introduced you two, motioning for you to shake his hand. Slowly, you extended your hand in a friendly manner and tried to smile, but ended up wincing instead.
"H-Hi," You greeted. You tripped over your words as Crona's skin touched yours, the heat pulsing off of his skin had shocked you. You had never experienced anything like that.
"I'm Ragnarock! Don't I get a 'hello' too?!" The demon from Crona's back shouted, pouting angrily.
"Oh, hello R-Ragnarock. I didn't know that was you.." You trailed off awkwardly, not sure exactly how to explain yourself.
"Dumbass," Ragnarock muttered before disappearing back into his host's back.
"We'd better get going, class is about to start. Come on, (y/n), I'll take you to Lord Death." Maka called, waving to you and the other's from DWMA's open doors.
As you walked, you could hear fierce whispering voices behind you. You thought they belonged to Crona and the demon, but didn't trouble yourself with it too much. You were about to meet the Lord of Death.