World Academy Experience (Hetalia x Reader)

Chapter 1: How To Prevent A War

I walked into the abandon art room, wrinkling my nose at the old, dried paint smell. I was surprised to only see a small recording device and a woman sitting in one of the chairs at the color-stained table, instead of the camera crew and crowded room filled with journalists that I was picturing. My heart sped up, and I could feel my palms start to sweat with anticipation.

The woman was attractive, with straight, shoulder-length, sleek black hair, and neat bangs covering her eyebrows. She had almond eyes that were a beautiful brown, and from her facial features, she looked to be Asian. Her skin was light, although not pale, but it still looked like it got some sun. Her figure was slim, but still curved. She had the body type of an athlete. She smiled when I walked in.

"Hello, Miss (l/n). I am Hana Fukushima. You may call me Hana," the woman said. Her voice was calm and kind, and had a smooth texture. It had a slight twang of a foreign accent, but if she was from another country, she sure had been speaking English for a while to be this good. Her name sounds Japanese, I wonder if that's where she's from...

"Hi," I responded. I didn't really know what else to say. I don't know how these kinds of interviews work.

"You may have a seat, if you would like." I follow Hana's directions and sit down in the chair across from her. She folds her delicate hands on the table and looks me directly in the eye, but her gaze isn't one of intensity. "Shall we begin?"

I nod, and she presses a button on the recording device.

"Okay, (f/n), to start us off, what brings you here today?" I find this question kind of unnecessary, considering that she knew perfectly well why I was here.

"So, I saw this poster hanging outside the principle's office," I said. I pause slightly, and she nods as if to say 'go on.'

"Well, it looked interesting, so I grabbed one of the forms attached to it. It was for this free boarding school that is said to be a cross cultural experience. I'm sure you know all about it. I filled out the form, turned it in, and a couple days later, the announcer calls me in here."

She smiles warmly at me, and I am filled with a calming sensation. This woman is good at her job. "(f/n), why did you decide to fill it out? Are you aware that this will be a commitment for the rest of your high school life?"

"Of course I'm aware of that," I say. I realize this sounds a bit harsh, so I continue. "Um, I mean, I find this high school kind of boring, and this is just what I need to spice things up. I'm totally ready for any commitment for this. As for why, well, I've always been into history and different cultures. I think this would be a great opportunity for me to experience them firsthand. I also love meeting new people and making friends. I'm pretty excited for this, and I hope I'll get accepted." I decide I need to end things well with my little speech. "I don't care if this thing is across the world from me. It seems absolutely worth it."

"(f/n)," Hana begins. "Are you aware of where this academy is?"

"Um, it didn't say on the paper, but I'm assuming it's in one of our neighboring cities...?" I say uncertainly. It never came to mind where this is.

Hana tilts her head at me. "Sekai no Akademii is located in Heiwajima, a small private island off the coast of Japan."

"...Oh." I didn't think it would literally be across the world...

"Does this change your mind about anything? If you were to get accepted, you wouldn't be able to see your family at all during the school year, unless they are willing to pay for your flight."

I think for a second. Does it change my mind about anything?

"Actually, no, it doesn't." Hana seems a bit surprised at my answer. "Sure, I might get homesick, but I still think it'll be worth it. My parents might miss me, but I can always call them. So, honestly, I think having it in Japan would make the experience even more enlightening. It also helps that I can relatively speak Japanese."