Me Too! [Rusame Story]

Talentless..

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He felt so talentless, so unhappy. He felt useless and he hated it.

Eyes glowing with so many emotions he didn't know what to do.

He loathed it, he felt nice, but the pain was horrible.

Maybe the pain would stop if he applied physical pain.

It did for a bit, so he did it more

And more

And more.

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(Its been a couple weeks since school started)

The striped country woke up, flinching as the cold air hit him. A scowl on his face as he looked at his calendar, "Oh shit.." It was dorm day, aka one day that would change the rest of your school year.

(Those dots will be at the beginning and end of flashbacks.)

He got to school, siblings singing who knows what next to him.

He got his dorm key, scowling as he saw the floor, 6th floor.

The worst floor, someone was murdered last year there. And it was shut off for the rest of the year.

Why him?

He got into the elavator, along with some random strangers.

One of which had a half blue half yellow flag. He was quite handsome. "Isn't that Canada's boyfriend.." He mumbled to himself as the elavator stopped at his floor.

Getting his phone out he walked down the hall, getting to room 602.

He heard shuffling inside, "This is gonna be awkward.." He rambled, slowly opening the door.

The stranger from a couple weeks ago, good for him.

He seemed to recognize this person, flinching as he realized, "USSR's son.."

He got a slow clap in return, "Good job, you figured it out, want some money or something-? Want a party?" The stranger sneered as America sighed, what a year this would be.

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He heard the stranger sigh, "You're the person who killed him, correct?" He asked, cold eyes drilling holes into the striped country. Who just gulped.

"Ye-"

"Good for you, killing someone's only parent. Must be proud of yourself, huh?"

"No-"

"Goodbye now." He said, exiting the room. A small look of triumph on his face.

He didn't smile of course, but still.

His eyes shone with pure hatred.

Mumbling curses as he went to class.

Laughing to himself as he realized that he made a mark on him.

Funny indeed.

He got into NATO's first period, girls giggling as he walked past.
"Whats up with them..?"

People laughing as he sat next to Germany, raising en eyebrow as Germany stared. "What wron-"

"Have you not seen the huge rumor going around about you?-" His blood ran cold, "What. Rumor?" He asked.

After Germany finished explaining he felt like murdering whoever started it. It made him sick. He looked down as eyes were on him. Getting a pat on the shoulder from Germany.