Story picture is of OC, after a haircut. Before haircut appearances:

Height: about 5'3"
Weight: 118
Hair color: Black, part: in middle; later: part from left to right as seen in picture.
Eye color: bright yellow
likes: pickles, dogs, spiders, food, GoM, basketball, music, winter, Izuki.
dislikes: bitter foods, cats(bad experiences), heat, over crowded areas.
Birthday: March 31st.

"Don't come here. Black cats bring bad luck," one said, backing away and snickering.

"Demon!" another one called.
"Just look at those eyes. They're like portals to the underworld," one commented.

I kept my head down, my eyes averted. Even after wearing colored contacts, I was still teased. It wasn't the fact they teased me that upset me. I was called an escaped demon from Hell to punish them. Where they got such an absurd idea from is unknown. Whatever started it - whoever, created a chain reaction. It used to be just a nickname of the "Black Cat," sometimes with the adjective of Unlucky in front. It became the "scary girl" soon enough. And finally, "Hell's demon." Teachers wouldn't even say anything about it. They knew very well how my eyes seemed to glow dangerously. Glowing or not, they still barely looked at my eyes. When they did, they stared blankly, almost as if in a trance. When I noticed them, I would look at them back, and we would be staring for a good minute before someone called out - me being a witch or something. Locking someone in a trance. I only stared because I admired their normal-looking eyes. I hated mine. I wished they would leave me alone when I put colored contacts in. There was no escape, no support, and no sort of help from anyone when they pointed at me and called me spawns of Hell. It eventually died back down to "Cat" thankfully.

I guess, in my 3rd year of middle school, I was finally granted a savior.

"Come on, let's go to the basketball court," a boy who had short and spiky hair with glasses.
"Alright, alright, Hyuga." The other sighed. He instantly brightened up starting," you know..!"
"Shut up Izuki. I don't want to hear any puns," 'Hyuga' groaned.
"But -"
"No." Izuki slumped and I couldn't help but smile at the situation. They walked to the door of our new room.
Izuki looked around the room, looking at posters and for familiar people. I watched him glide through the room easily, head up and smiling. He scanned through people's faces and came to see me, or somewhere around me I hoped. I sat near the front so I couldn't hope he thought he saw something strange. He cocked his head curiously.
"Setsuno-san?" He called out. I was already looking down at my food, too nervous to eat. I bit my lip, awaiting the barrage of teasings.
"man those are some amazing eyes there.. I've never seen them up close.." He started. My eyes snapped open widely and I shut them tightly afterwards. I turned my head away from him. "Ah. Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. Those eyes really are amazing though. In my opinion, at least. They're very pretty," he said. At this, I opened my eyes, then realized he was just making fun of me.
"I would appreciate it if you don't make fun of me," I said quietly. "Making fun of? Quite the opposite. Didn't you hear me? I said I liked them," he said, trying to defend himself.
"No one finds them 'pretty,' though?" I questioned.
"I don't care if you believe me or not, your eyes are really something." He said looking at them more clearly after I lifted me head up. He was kneeling on the floor, his elbows and forearms resting on my desk and his head on his arm, looking up at me.

"Izuki! Stop flirting with girls! Let's go!" A second one called after Hyuga.
"Alright, alright!" He shouted, repeating what he said moments ago.
"I'll talk to you later," Izuki waved to me. I bit my lip and looked up at him.
"Izuki-san!" I called out while standing. I flinched, not expecting myself to have such a loud voice. Izuki turned around, a smile on his face. "Yes, Setsuno-san?" He asked. I inmediatey went red, too embarrassed.
"I- uh.. Sorry. Never mind.." I began muttering and sat down sheepishly.
"Setsuno-san? Do you perhaps want to come play with us? Basketball, that is?" He offered. I blushed at the accuracy of his question. I nodded a bit and looked up at him. He smiled even wider. "Well, let's go, then! There's one three of us, so if you join, we can have a 2v2 game!" He said.
I smiled at his friendliness, lost in his charisma and stood up, waking towards him. He grabbed my hand and left the room quickly.
"You're too slow! I can already hear Hyuga mentally yelling at me to hurry up!" He laughed. I looked at his happy face, and immediately felt calm just looking at him smile. I ran along with him, not realizing that we were holding hands until we got to the courts.
"Izuki.. You got yourself a girl already? It's only been a few months into school." Someone shook his head. "It's February," Izuki laughed.
I was a little out of breath and bowed, greeting myself. "Uhm.. I'm Setsuno, and not Izuki-san's girlfriend. Please allow me to play with you three." I asked.
"Sure. Why do you have to ask?" Hyuga asked.
"Setsuno? The cat lady?" The other contemplated.
I flinched. Being with that guy.. Why.. Why did it make me forget..?
"Ah.. Maybe.. I should go back in and study.. Sorry for wasting your time.." I said nervously. I turned around, about to go back, but Izuki stopped me.
"What about our game?" He asked.
"Uh.. Sorry." I backed away, looking at him mysteriously and accusingly. I looked at him for a bit longer before spinning around and running back inside.
"Wait! Setsuno-san!" He shouted.

I kept running, ignoring him. I eventually got back to my classroom and sat down. I put my arms down on my desk and felt something squish. Alarmed, I looked down and saw my sandwich that I left out flattened out by my arm. I sighed, unwrapping the sandwhich I forgot about because of that guy. I bit into the bread, then meat, then vegetable, and Gods the pickle, then the bread again - a satisfying feel as eating had become a stress relief for me. I ate quietly and quickly, trying to take my books out with one hand.
A minute later, Izuki had come walking through the doors, a little out of breath. He looked at me and walked solely towards me, keeping a straight and stern face. "Why did you leave, Setsuno-san?" He asked.
"..I probably will just get in the way of your game.." I muttered, taking another bite.
"Why do you think that?"
"I don't know.. somehow.. my presence would probably hinder you guys from having a good time," I reasoned. I looked up at him and he had a shocked face, eyes widened and mouth slightly parted, about to protest but he had nothing to say in my favor. I looked back down after realizing I was too expectant.
"That's.. why do you think that?" He stuttered.
"Every time I play a game like that, the one who messes up always blames me, saying 'her eyes are too creepy I can't concentrate!' or the like," I said back to him. I took another bite, also taking a mouthful of my long black hair dangling around my face. I used my index finger to fish one strands out of my mouth.
"Do you want a rubber band?" He asked. I shook my head in response subtly.
"Why do you let it just be like that, if it gets in the way while you eat or something?"
"It shields my eyes," I replied, already exceeding a record for how long I could hold a conversation with someone, even though I did not want to, particularly.
"Why does everyone say your eyes are scary? They're very clear and glassy like a cat's," he commented, inspecting my eyes closely again. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as he leaned closer to me. I leaned back into my chair.
"Izuki-san."
He flinched, and looked at me, not just the eyes.
"Please leave," I said quietly.
"Eh?"
"This.. I can't talk for too long with someone. I haven't in too long. I've become tired of talking with people.. They end up leaving the same way anyways. Before I grow comfortable with you, please leave. Go back to your friends waiting for you at their basketball court," I pleaded. He narrowed his eyes and gave an angry look at me.
"Setsuno," He said in a warning tone. I flinched and immediately starting kicking myself mentally. Yet again did I piss another person off, I thought.
"Let yourself become comfortable with me, then," he said, going back to his calm and friendly tone. I looked at him in disbelief. for a moment, I almost gave in, almost nodded. But remember what happened last time.. Quickly changing my mind, I shook my head and lowered my head again.
"Stop being so paranoid."
I widened my eyes at this and opened my mouth to protest, but no sound came out.
"Are you? Is that what you're afraid of? That if you become comfortable and I just leave you one day? Betray your trust and friendship?" He pressed.
"Someone else had done that.. They came into my close circle and became a good 'friend.' But, he wanted nothing more than to just learn more about me and reveal secrets about me that I hadn't told anyone.. I decided to not trust anyone after that," I mumbled.

"Izuki!" a voice called into the room. I looked up at the same time as the boy who was called for. A (somewhat) tall boy wearing glasses.. Hyuga? came calling for Izuki.
"ah, Setsuno-san.." Hyuga said. I looked at him and nodded my greetings once again.
"That guy.. (add random name here). He really wanted to say he's sorry. He's from the class next door. He wants to properly apologize to you, so would you go see him? It looked like it was eating him alive," Hyuga sighed.
"See, Setsuno-san? You're not as hated as you think you are. Just because your eyes are different doesn't give people a right to hate you, you know," He reassured. I looked at Izuki hopefully. I nodded and stood. Hyuga led me to the other class where the familiar boy sat nervously.
"Just go in, he'll jump right at you," Hyuga said.
"..Thanks, Hyuga-san." I said, smiling at him a bit. He smiled politely back. I headed inside, and as was told, was immediately called out to. I turned towards him and stopped quickly, as he was already in my face.
"Uh.. I'm so very sorry about before! I didn't know it was a sensitive topic! It's just that that was all I heard for a while when your name was mentioned so it became natural for me," He blabbered, trying to reason coherently.
"It's okay," I interrupted. He stopped and looked instantly relieved.
"Thank you for forgiving me, I was really starting to feel bad about it," he said.
"It's no problem. I'm used to it anyways. I'll be going back to my class now," I said while turning around.

Still at my desk, I saw Izuki kneeling on the floor.
"So?" He smiled, already knowing. I tried to frown at him, but it came out lopsided.
"I don't get you," I said, sighing and sitting down, continuing to eat my sandwich. I looked down, confused. At the bread, there was a green stain, from old pickle juice.
"Uh.." I started. I looked at Izuki. He was already grinning mischievously. I then recalled to when Hyuga told Izuki that he didn't want to hear any puns.
"Is anything the matter?" He asked hopefully. I already knew what was coming next and laughed before he could tell me.
"Don't even start with the 'in a pickle' joke," I said, giggling. He looked at me dumbfounded.
"Ehhh? You saw through it?" He frowned sadly. He looked like a kicked puppy.
"Well, where is it?" I asked, still smiling.
"..so you're still in a pickle?"
"God," I sighed. He laughed at my reaction and I couldn't help but to sigh contently either.
"It's right there," he pointed, while standing up. As he said, there was a lump covered up in tinfoil. I unwrapped it and there laid the kidnapped pickle.
"I'm not bringing pickles anymore," I said, placing it back into its rightful place. Izuki stood where he was, rubbing his knees.
"Well, why don't you bring your lunch with you and come play basketball with us?" He offered once again.
"Eh? How will I play and eat at the same time?"
"You eat, then play?"
"Won't I vomit?" I scrunched my face up in disgust. He shrugged.
"You're eating a sandwich. It's not heavy or anything," He said.
"Well, I'm almost done with it, so I'll just finish up quickly now," I said, then starting taking larger bites.
"Now that's how you'll vomit. Take it slow, there's no need to rush," He laughed. As he offered, I chewed slower, jaws already tired.

After a minute of quick eating and warnings to eat slower, I finished and we made our way to the courts. When we arrived, we grabbed a ball and went to the empty court.
"ah. I forgot to invite the others," Izuki said.
"Good job," I sighed.
"Why don't you go in and get them, if you want?" I said. "unless you want me to?"
"It's fine. It'll be just us two, then," he said.
"Sorry to disappoint." I said, rolling my eyes in a joking manner.
"I'll be disappointed at the easy win!" He said, starting already.
"Wha- wait!" I said, running after him while he was dribbling. He ran up the lane and threw the ball into the hoop.
"There's two points for me!" He said triumphantly. I frowned, and we prepared for each other again. I was dribbling the ball this time and Izuki guarded the hoop. I charged at him and stopped immediately, pivoting my foot to jump backwards and shoot midair with a high arc. Izuki watched the ball fall into the hoop without grazing the sides at all. He whistled and went to get the ball.
"Where's the furthest you can throw from?" he asked, tossing the ball to me. I shrugged, taking a few steps back and shot again. It hit the back, but ricocheted right back in. He tossed it to me again. I stepped back, repeating the process. When the ricochet became more violent, I decided to go for higher arced shots.

After about seven more shots, I started missing. After those seven shots, Izuki pulled his phone out, and flipped it open.
"Crap, it's almost time for class to start!" He said, putting the phone away and tossing the ball into the bin we got it from.
"Let's go!" He said, pulling my arm with him.

We skidded into the classroom, out of breath and sat down, just barely able to catch our breath when the bell rang, signaling the next class to start. I felt warm and sticky from sweat, rubbing my sleeve across my forehead and wiping off the sweat.
"Was that you shooting hoops outside?" A guy asked me from the front. I froze up at the unfamiliar voice, but nodded a little. He snickered and I felt my heart sink already.
"Of course the Cat can take such accurate shots," He snorted. I quickly looked down into my lap. My fists were balled up into a fist.
"When did I start protesting again..?" Usually, my hands were never a fist when I was made fun of.
"Why are eyes even something to make fun of?" I thought. I glanced back and to my left a little and saw the friendly black-haired teen yawning and talking to Hyuga. I felt myself loosen up and breathed out hot air. I went to my bag and looked through it. I took textbooks out and my notebook. The next hour of English passed by slowly, as I was doodling unconsciously on the sides of my notes.
"..tsuno"
I continued drawing, not paying attention.
"Setsuno," the teacher called out, and I jumped, squeaking audibly.
"Tests are coming up. Please pay attention," He warned. He was about to turn, but then looked back at me.
"You're never distracted.. Keep your head for your final months here," the teacher advised. I sighed, my chest feeling tight with embarrassment. I focused on the rest of the lesson afterwards.

The bell rang twice more in two hours, as we shifted into our last period of the day.

I walked the halls in silence and solitude, but was soon interrupted. I
"Seeetttssssssunooooo-saaaaan?" a voice called right by my ear. I jumped and shrieked in fear of the voice so close. I saw Izuki laughing there, tearing up from laughing and I placed a hand on my chest, heart beating fast (Is that scare the only reason? owo - Author).
"My god, Izuki," I sighed.
"ooh I'm a god?" He said, still chuckling.
"Ugh, I'm so done with your nonsense," I said, turning around.
"If that's the case, then why have you acted so normally and happily today? The day I finally talked to you?" He said, smiling and cocking his head, as he did when he first talked to me. My eyes widened at the realization of this and I remained silent. My palms felt sweaty and I was embarrassed. I barely breathed and I looked down, keeping it down. I shut my eyes tightly and I clenched my arms closer to my chest, waiting for him to leave. After a little, I opened my eyes and he was still standing there, that kind smile still plastered on his face.
"You're one of the only people who has talked to me like a comrade without staring in disgust at me. And.." I trailed off.
"And..?" He pressed.
"..it's nothing.. Just that you're super easy to talk to and relax around," I confessed.
"Oh thanks.. after all, what good is it to be scared around your God?" He chuckled again. At this, I couldn't laugh, still feeling tight in my chest area. He looked at me and sighed.
"Sorry, I didn't mean anything. I just like the way you are when you're happy," He said, smiling that wretched smile again while putting a large and reassuring hand on my shoulder.
"..thank you.. for talking to me," I said, rushing past him, back to our class.
"Ah? Wait, Setsuno-san!" He called after me.