You have had a crush on the weapon Soul Eater for a long time, but he seemed to be more interested in Maka instead of you. This deeply annoyed you, as you couldn't figure out why Maka was any better than you were. You were in the same class; got the same marks. We're both meisters. What was the difference? Maybe you acted too much like her, that must be the issue. You had to become the complete opposite of Maka, that was your goal.
The next day at DWMA, everyone was surprised to see you wearing a frilly pink dress and makeup. It especially shocked them when you acted really shy and didn't talk to anyone.
"(Your Name)! You look different today," Maka says with confusion on her face.
You look down with a blush on your cheeks when you notice Soul, and he pipes up, "Hi, (Your Name)!"
"No comment on my clothing?" You thought, internally frowning. You waved with your hand before running off in the opposite direction.
The next day, you put on sporty clothing with no makeup.
"Hi, Maka, Soul!" You cheer with a big smile on your face.
"Uh... Hi, (Your Name)," Maka frowns, wondering why you were acting different than yesterday.
"Hi (Your Name). We have to go to class now, so I'll talk to you later, 'kay?" Soul says, giving you a thumbs up before walking off with Maka. You sighed softly before walking to your first class.
The following day, you put on a dress that clung to your body and showed off your curves with makeup.
"He's bound to notice me in this," you thought, sighing gently.
When you entered through the doors of DWMA, everyone stared at you and boys whistled. You just smiled flirtatiously at them and twirled your hair that was in curls. Maka laid eyes on you, and it looked like her eyes were popping out of their sockets. But still, Soul refused to notice you, which was weird since he usually would have had a nosebleed.
Finally, you gave up and entered school in your usual attire. You look sad, eyes with bags under them.
"Yo, (Your Name)," Soul calls out to you, making you look up and see him walking towards you.
"Oh, hi Soul," you replied with no emotion.
"So, you were dressing pretty weird this week. What's up with that?" He questions you.
You had enough and yelled out, "I was trying to impress you, you idiot! It's always about Maka! I just want you to pay attention to me..." Tears pricked your eyes, and Soul sighs loudly.
"I already pay attention to you, (Your Name). You don't have to impress me."
"Is that true?" You sniffed, wiping away your tears.
"Of course it is. You're already perfect the way you are," Soul starts. "It's what made me fall in love with you..."
Your eyes widened and you stuttered out, "Y-You're in l-love with me?"
"Yeah," he confirmed, scratching his neck awkwardly.
"I love you too, Soul," you say before giving him a peck on the cheek.
Soul's cheeks light up a deep crimson and he smiles lightly, thinking, "I love you more, (Your Name)."
