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Russia is a Monarch?!

Hey! I'm baaaack~
The IHYSB story is temporarily discontinued cause😑 I can't think of a reason honestly. I dunno how did the story flow to that storyline.

America's POV

I started trailing back to school after some time had passed. I went straight to cafeteria. Dang who doesn't go there even though there's class going on. I bought some coffee jello to ward off stress. The bitten part started swelling but I don't care, not a fan of first aid. As long as it don't sharply hurt meeh.

I took out my phone to play some games but heck stress hit me remembering that I can't buy diamonds or equipments for my online games since my accounts froze.

I approached the nicest looking lady at the cafe.

"Do you need help here? Student employee?" I nonchalantly asked so she thought I was hitting on her. She gave me a seductive eyes. Ughhh I dont swing that way. Dashing to the door. I roamed around the school. There was this entertainment area beside the food court I asked several stalls if they were looking for a helper maybe. Some students might have heard me then approached. "If you're looking for a job, there's a big building at the end of entertainment area, they were looking for a waiter"

I nodded repeatedly with my eyebrows forming a bridge.

"He seems well off, why do you think he needs a job?" Was what they were whispering before I left.

I quickly found the place and applied there. They quickly hired me after saying this: "Saturday and Sunday at 6 am until 6 pm. Your job is to clean the plates, serve the dishes, don't bother helping in cooking, you might be stationed on cashier or cleaning the floors"

They kicked me out saying I should be back at saturday.

The bell rang signalling for lunch time.

My stomach grumbled so I lined up with tray on my hands. I was in a good mood until I saw that brown flappy hat. There's a lot of people so despite the urge to jump on him then punch him on the crowd, I must control myself. The people began giving that maniac a way like he was some kind of monarch.

I was glaring at him and strangely it seems like our eyes met but I don't care I raised my middle finger on him and lip synced the words "F*ck you".

He typed something on his phone then everyone's phone started dinging after the other, then a silence filled the place, the country looked at each other searching their shoulders and necks. That was the sign that something troublesome is coming so I hurriedly got out of the crowded area.

*After lunch*

Third Person's POV

America was sitting in the classroom waiting for the end of lunch when he felt several people sorrounding his chair.

"This guy's the one?"
"The transferee"
"Not familiar so we're probably right"

America glared at them

"Oohh look at those eyes" one said amusingly while softly slapping America's face

"What's happening?"
"A fight"
"He's the new guy" the whispering sound at the background

America punched the guy which ended up with a bloody nose. Now that Ame landed the blow the other men started up ganging on him. Trying to land a hit on him. On the corner of the room the guy that bit Ame was watching on his seat. It took around 3 big guys to hold Ame still. The nosebleed guy landed a heavy blow on his solar plexus which made him hurl and gasp for air. Ame can't breath for a whole minute then the guys picked him up each landed a blow on his stomach and the others on the face.

The guy watching finally stood up and approached as they gave him a way.

He grab Ame's hair to look up. The poker face finally showed amusement.

"Hey bastard, you think I will admit defeat with just that?"

Ame have bruise on cheek and slight cut on his lips.

He finally spoke "What, you look better than I thought"