Cara, a depressed secondary school student from Hong Kong, fell in love with Hetalia and was invited to go to the anime world. Little did she know, she was going to an endless adventure, with crossing dimensions.
Genre : Fanfiction/Teen fiction
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The next day after Ludwig's wedding, I slept in my room in Matthew's house until noon.
My eyes fluttered open, still haven't recovered from the alcohol I've drunk last night (because I played a drinking contest with Gilbert and Ludwig at the wedding party). I saw a rose laying on the table, with a piece of paper attached to it.
I got off the bed slowly, made my way to the table. I picked up the paper and read the words :
"Dear Cara,
Your eyes make me feel lost; Your skin makes me put down my defences; Your smile makes me head over heels. Would you like to be with me? Meet me at 3:30 pm, 15 Noir Street.
Your secret admirer"
So... I got a secret admirer... but why the hell he fell for me? And who the hell was he?
Was that Gilbert? No, he won't write like this. Was that Antonio? Hell no, he has Lovino already (I think so)!
This note must not be written by Arthur or Matthew since that's not their writing style.
I checked the time, it's half-past twelve. I took the note with me and walked downstairs. Matthew was making our lunches.
I asked, "Mattie, do you know who gave this thing to me?" I showed the note to him.
He said, "I-I don't know... are you okay?"
"I-I'm okay. I got a date today so I can't go with you and Carlos (*Cuba) and your friends."
"Oh. Okay... Good luck with your date." He looked at me and smiled.
We sat down and ate our lunches, then I walked back to my room.
~~*~~
I texted a message to the other girls :
Me: YELLOW ALERT!!!!! I got a date.
Michelle: Congratulations!!!
Natalya: Who is he?
Me: Well... I got a note from a secret admirer of mine.
Mei: What was it?
Me : [*sends the photo of the note to the group*]
Lien: God... I'm jealous of you now... I wished my boyfriend would do this...🙈
Lucille: Do you need some clothing advice?
Me: Sure! But I lack clothes...
Elizabeta: Then let's go shopping! Meet me in the city centre.
Me: Okay! So... who's going with me?
Michelle: me!
Natalya: Sign me up.
Emma: We're all coming with you! And also, congratulations!
Me: Great, and thanks! I'm heading to the city centre now.
Elizabeta: Great! See you there~ ^ ^
Me: See ya~! ❤️
~~*~~
I met the girls at the city centre, then we window-shopped along the boutiques, looking for clothes suitable for the date. Eventually, we've chosen a chic outfit with a white blouse, a light-blue skirt, a pair of leggings, and a pair of ankle boots, with a dark, floral scarf to adorn the look.
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After the shopping, I changed the outfit at Emma (a.k.a. Belgium)'s home, then we have some snacks. After that, I checked the clock. It's already a quarter past three. I said, "I gotta go, thank you, guys!"
"Good luck with your date!"
~~*~~
I walked to the location mentioned in the note. I checked the doors, finding the place he wanted me to be.
"15 Noir Street."
Here it is, the place where we supposed to meet. I looked around. No one's here. I peeked at my watch. It's already half-past three.
Why hasn't he cropped up? Have I waited at the wrong place? (No, I've double-checked...)
I stood at my spot, took out a book and read, in order to kill time. I buried my head in the papers, enjoying the knowledge in the words.
As my mind was travelling in the world of knowledge, a deep, silky voice came into my ears.
"Bonjour. Je m'appelle Francis."
I looked up and saw a blonde man looking at me.
So he's my secret admirer, but his face looked familiar... wait. My secret admirer was that frog face? Alright, deal with it, try your best to protect yourself.
"Bonjour, Francis." I gave him a friendly smile. Then I showed the note and asked, "so... you're my secret admirer?"
"Uh... Oui." His face seemed going to blush madly. That's cute. I chuckled a bit when he said, "let's go."
We started walking together. The first 10 minutes was an awkward silence. (That's because it's my first ever date with anyone.) I looked at him, he was wearing his casual outfit. I peeked at mine, then looked at him again. Our outfits were matched! Was that a coincidence or planned? (Fine... Ingrid, don't care about that...)
After a while, I (finally) asked Francis. "Where are we going?"
He smiled and said, "soon you'll find out~"
He led me to a place then said, "close your eyes."
I stared at him, then hesitantly closed my eyes. I felt my arms were pulled and my body was dragged to another place.
"Now you can open them."
My eyelids slowly flutter opened, then I looked around. Everything was nice and calm. Wait... where were we? I surveyed the scene, everything looked European, French in particular...
