It was just another day of classes at World Academy. The countries have already graduated, and now it's their children's turn to be educated.
Walking through the grass on the school's frontyard, are the children of the ASEAN 10. Well, except the Papua triplets and Hadji. They are standing as far as they could away from the rest. Sirena and Leilani aren't with them, either. Celeste had her hand held by her elder sister's.
Anong and Sophea looked all dressed up, as usual. Vanessa just had her dyed hair tied up in a messy bun, wearing a red blouse, white shorts, and wooden sandals. Julia wore the school uniform. The boys did, too. Only Anong, Sophea, and Vanessa refused to wear the school uniform.
Anong and Sophea just wanted to look stylish, and, Vanessa... she's just being a rebel, as always.
"Oh shit, Sir Ludwig's approaching us." Joseph warns the three, pointing at a tall blonde man, who, at the moment, is wearing glasses. It was Ludwig Beilschmidt (I'll just give him that surname bc, Prussia), the school supervisor and Science teacher, also the personification of Germany.
He lets out a sigh as he adjusts his glasses. "You three. Again?"
Anong and Sophea grinned nervously, while Vanessa just checked on her red nails.
"My apologies, Mr. Germany." Sophea says.
"Me too." Anong bows her head.
"My uniform's still on the process of being washed." Vanessa says.
Ludwig raises a brow at her. "Don't you have tons of them?"
"Yeah, but my mom was too lazy to wash them all." She adds. Her friends stare at her, knowing Vanessa is just making up excuses. As always.
"I know your mother, and she's hard-working when it comes to you and your siblings." Ludwig says. "You're just making up excuses, aren't you, Vanessa?"
Vanessa groans and raises her arms in the air in surrender. "Okay, okay, fine! I was. It's just—the uniform makes me uncomfortable!"
"At least the uniforms are cute," Anong says, both her and Sophea giggling.
The German man shakes his head in disappointment. He hands them each a slip, causing them to groan or whine. A certain Hungarian woman came running to them with three World Academy female uniforms, tossing one at each of them. Ludwig thanked Eliza before she left off.
"I don't want to see any of you wearing something else other than your uniforms again, got it?" He said.
Anong and Sophea nodded obediently, while Vanessa just let out a huff.
"....Well, let's get to class now, shall we?" Rayyan said, after Ludwig had left off.
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Math class.
"Now, what's the value of x and the value of y?" Yao asked anyone in the class.
Rayyan was the only one who raised his hand. "The answer for x is 6, and for y, it's 9, Yao laoshi."
"69." Joseph snickers. Adam hits him on the shoulder, causing him to go "Ouch!"
"Very good, Rayyan." Yao smiled. He then turned to Joseph and Adam and his smile faded away. "Aiyah, you two again? Stop messing around with each other, aru. You're having your lesson."
Adam started, "Sir, I was just--"
"That's enough. Now pay attention, please."
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APH Asean: 2nd Generation
Fiksi PenggemarThe children of the Southeast Asian nations.