Make's brow rose as she saw Crona coming forward.

Instead of his usual garb, Crona had on his red sweatsuit with his hood covering his head. He clutched the hood with his right hand. "H-Hi…" he said with a small blush over his cheeks.

Soul crossed his arms and leaned against a nearby building. "Any reason you're guarding your head with your life?"

"U-Umm…No?" Crona replied, pulling his hood down further.

BlackStar rolled his eyes and walked over before he ripped the hood off. "Don't!" Crona whined, but it was too late.

Everyone fell silent before BlackStar and Soul fell over laughing. Maka and Tsubaki turned their eyes away. "What HAPPENED to you?!" Patty screamed as she pointed at Crona's head.

"It looked like scissors attacked your head," Liz commented, her index finger over her chin and one hand on her hip.

"I-I-I…uh…" Crona tried to reply, gulping and hugging himself.

"Did you cut your hair?" Kid asked him, his arms crossed, trying to stomach the mess. Crona slowly nodded.

His hair had already looks like he had cut it himself right after he rolled out of bed and without a mirror. Now, one side of his head had bangs and the other side did not. The back looked like it had been cut indiscriminately, leaving it patchy and uneven. Some of the top looked shaved off, with the rest sticking up.

"I-I-I know you don't like t-t-t-things that are a-asymmetrical," Crona began, staring at Kid. "And I-I-I didn't want my h-h-hair to bother you."

Silence. Maka and Tsubaki smiled at him. The sisters surrounded the poor boy and tried to straighten out his patchy hair, leaving him cringing and covering his hair with his hands. Soul shook his head while BlackStar rolled his eyes. Kid had a small smile on his face.

"Come on. Let's get to class," Maka giggled as they walked away. Kid grabbed Crona's arm as he walked after Maka. Crona turned to him, confused.

"That is one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me," Kid told him with a small smile and a gentle, but happy, tone. "Thank you, but you didn't need to. Why did you?"

Crona gave him an awkward laugh and rubbed the back of his head. "I've just n-n-noticed your tendencies and I w-w-wanted to make you h-h-happy…I want to be your f-f-friend."

Kid pulled him into a hug. Crona stiffened, but put his hand around Kid's waist. "You already are my friend," Kid said. He pulled away and pulled the hood back over Crona's head. "I can try to fix that up later for you, if you want me to." Crona happily nodded.