SELF-AWARE

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"..."

The country drowsily woke up from his desk, looking up at the board with the teacher talking in gibberish.

He wiped the tiny drool around the corner of his mouth, scribbling down whatever the board had onto the blank paper.

The rest of the lesson, the country rested his head on his palm with boredom and doodled on the worksheet. He chuckled proudly at the whole army of tiny silly animals he drew at the side of the question.

The bell interrupted the yapping of the teacher.

'About time, finally.' The country yawned, placing his head on the desk only to be yanked by his best friend.

"C'mon lazy bum! Let's hurry before the queue starts getting longer!" Australia said as he pulled the country by his scruff.

"Stop it! Stop it! I can walk on my own ya know?!" The country said irritated, grabbing Australia's hand and making the dash for the canteen before Australia started complaining again.

"Eh?!"

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The two stopped at the crowd of countries murmuring. The Aussie tiptoed, taking a peek at whatever the crowd was interested in.

"Tiptoeing? Nah, let's just go in front and see what's this whole deal is." The country huffed, dragging Australia with him as he pushed the countries away.

A dark figure stood before him, and the creature was mutated till the point he couldn't recognise the country anymore. "Who's that..." he murmured.

The creature stared right into his eyes, bringing realisation to him. Collapsing onto the floor, he gripped his head as everything blacked out.

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𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟?

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𝔐𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔫 𝔪𝔢.
𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔬𝔨𝔞𝔶, 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔪𝔢!

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ᴄᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ.

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ₐₘ ᵢ ₙₒₜ ᵣₑₐₗₗy wₒᵣₜₕ ₐₙyₜₕᵢₙg?

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тнє ωσяℓ∂ ωσυℓ∂ вє вєттєя 域 ωιтнσυт мє αηуωαуѕ, ησ σηє ωσυℓ∂ єνєη ησтι¢є.

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I must bring hopes and joy to everyone, and everything can be better again.

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The country shot up in his bed, his head throbbing as painfully as it did in the 'dream'.

He can't shake off the feeling of being watched. He scanned his room, hoping that there wouldn't be any spy camera watching his every move.

His memory has been in a haze ever since he woke up. The feeling he felt was unfamiliar. He had never felt anything like this before. Even if he had recalled, the feeling would still be unfamiliar.

He felt strange, perhaps... alive, more alive than usual.

Stepping out of the uncomfortable bed, he headed to the bathroom. He did not remember his way, but his muscle memory sure did.

Looking at the mirror right as he entered the room, he touched himself in front of the mirror.

"What am I..? Who am I?" He muttered softly, pulling his cheeks to see whether the reflection on the mirror is indeed his.

"Why do I look so ugly?" The country patted his cheeks. "These colours don't suit my taste at all."

"Oh well, beggars can't be choosers. " The country sighed, scrolling through X(Twitter).

"Wait a minute... did I brush my teeth yet?" The country placed his phone on the counter near the sink.

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AN:

Kinda erm... made a new story...
The idea was basically begging me to write it. Literally, it's in my head all day long.

So yeah, the countries will have the same characteristics as 'Perpetuity' and "Ice to meet you!" But as a student.

Basically, this book might be darker than the other two. Who knows? Let the fate decide.

Toodles!