"Look, growing up or whatever, I pretty much told myself and knew I'd never watch anime or any of that crap... Now look at me! I'm obsessed! Well, only with Hetalia. And Black Butler, but not so much anymore," I say to my friend Josie at the lunch table. "I'm sooorrrryyy!!!" She jokes. "But hey, I only like Hetalia and really, that's it... I really don't want to, nor do I plan to expand into anything else," I say, taking a drink of milk. "You should, though. I really like all of the plots and stuff," my friend Kayla says with a small shrug. "But I really don't even like anime! However, Hetalia is pretty much my life... I'm pretty pathetic," I say with a laugh.
"I was obsessed with some shows for a while, though, too, and there are tons of other people obsessed with stuff like that, so you're not the only one," Josie says. Kayla agrees.
"Yeah, well, you know it's bad when you start literally seeing the characters! I swear for the past few days I've been catching glimpses of Britain!" I say, feeling rather pathetic of myself.
"Isn't he the one you're just in looove with?" Kayla teases a little. I look down at my food and mumble, "Maybe..." then laugh.
The day goes on, and soon enough, I'm leaving AG class and on my way out of school to head home.
I don't live that far from the school, and it's just the normal walk and route home for me. There's stuff that's been going on in town all this week, so a lot of people are out and about even at this time of the day, setting up for some fair this weekend, starting Friday, which is today.
I'm just walking home as per usual, when I catch a glimpse of a messy head of bright blonde hair. I look again and a bit closer and see a flash of lime green eyes. I blink and see nothing, then shake my head and continue home. Yeah, that's been going on for this whole week. I catch little sights of either really bright messy blonde hair, entrancing lime green eyes, or abnormally large black eyebrows. All of which belong to England from Hetalia, and every time I see them, I blink a bit then 'he' disappears into the crowd! This is just getting too out of hand. I have no idea what the hell is going on! Why am I so suddenly seeing this?! Good God, I've gone crazier than I thought I already was...
I run a hand over my face, not seeing where I was going, and bump into someone. I forgot there were people walking around more than usual, so I felt a bit stupid for not looking where I was going.
"So sorry, sirrr—" I begin to apologize to the man I had bumped into, only to look up and see him—England from Hetalia. There is no way this is possible!
He then reaches both hands out to cup my jaw and cheeks, looking almost in disbelief as he looks me over then meets my eyes and says in a British accent, "I found you... Finally, after all this time... I finally found you..."
