You were running through the park, the very park you were in yesterday. The memory of your first encounter with your crush Germany still fresh in your mind. Your face was turning red as you got lost your own thoughts. You weren't paying attention and ran into someone's back. You fell hard on your butt.
"I'm so sorry." You said.
The person you ran into turned around and once again you found yourself looking up at Germany.
"We have to stop meeting like this."You giggled.
"Ja." Germany offers you his hand again and pulled you back on your feet.
"You here by yourself today?" You asked trying to hide your own embarrassment by simple dusting off your clothes.
"Ja, Italy didn'z shov up zoday."
"God that accent is so hot."
"W-well if you don't mind could I...could I run with you?"
"Ja zhat's fine." You smiled kindly.
"This is kinda like a date!" You mentally fangirl at the thought.
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