Finland x Reader: The Girl With The Bell

Time Flies

Back to our little reader-chan!! Sorry if it's all cheesy but it's all I could think of. =_=
Btw, thank you Chibitalia_Italy so much for being the first reader and voting my story so much :3

The rest of that month, I wore that bell every day like I normally did. But I rang it more. I hopped around so it was loud. I hoped, I wished, that one day that boy would hear it and find me again. Every parade my family went to, every Christmas party and tree lighting, I looked for the boy. I didn't know how I'd find him, he probably didn't wear his cosplay every day. But I kept looking, and looking, because I felt a connection with him. Maybe I believed in love at first sight. Maybe I didn't. But whatever it was, that boy was special, and I was worried I had lost him forever.
My friend Juliana jolted me out of my daydream. "(y/n)! Not again... (Y/N)!!!" My head fell off of my wrist. It was the last day of school before break, 6 days until Christmas.
"Sorry. What?" I said, faking a grin.
"Okay, I am having an intervention." Juliana tilted her chin to you. "What the heck is wrong with you? You've been depressed and spacey for weeks! Nobody... Died, did they?" She said with real concern in her voice.
"What? No." I went back to my lunch, still smiling. She raised her eyebrows at me. "Mmuf?" I asked with a mouthful of sandwich.
"Well? What is wrong then?" I thought about what to tell her. Well, you see, I talked with a cosplayer for an hour and I am depressed because I didn't get any way to talk to him.
"It's.... Anime stuff." Crap! Why did I go with that response, she's a Hetalia fan too!
"What? You couldn't be that depressed over anime. Unless you read HetaOni. Did you read HetaOni?" Neither of us had.
"No." I huffed, my smile dropping. She really wasn't going to let me off. "Fine. I... There was... This guy, and-"
"OH MY GOSH ITS A GUY?!?!?! OMG OMG WHO IS IT I NEED TO KNOW DO I KNOW THEM I BET YOURE SOOOO CUTE!!!!" Not again. Every time there was a hint of romance, Juliana went into crazy ship mode.
"Dude! Calm yourself!" I put my hands on her shoulders to stop her from jumping. "You wouldn't know him." I wouldn't, either, I thought.
"What's their name?" I smiled a devious smile.
"Tino." I looked at her. She hadn't registered yet.
"Tino what?"
"Tino Vainamoinen." I nodded confidently.
"What kind of name is that? Ok, what does he look like?" She really wasn't catching on.
"Well, he's kind of short, light blonde hair..." No reaction. "Violet eyes?" She screwed up her face in confusion. "... Santa suit?" Really? Nothing? Suddenly she went "OOOOOHHHHHHHH" and soon went back to confused mode.
"You have a crush on Finland? And you're all depressed cuz he doesn't exist?" I could tell she wasn't going to judge me anyway, so I decided to be devious and play with it.
"Oh yes, MADLY in love." My smile crept up my face despite trying to keep a straight face. "Turns out he- pfft- loves sunset walks on the -tch- beach and-" I snickered. That's it, I couldn't hold it in anymore. I broke out into laughter, clutching my stomach. I wiped the tears from my eyes and took a deep breath. Juliana was still completely lost. I patted her head. "Don' worry 'bout it." I said, imitating our other friend Nathan who did that all the time. She shrugged and went on eating.
At least she had cheered me up.
---time skip of magic tomatoes---
The end of Christmas break. I was so thankful my family all pitched in to get me a nice (favorite instrument or something else nice). But, looking at the decorations, I couldn't stop thinking about that boy. He just acted like Finland the entire time, what was the big deal? I tried to tell myself. He could be some weirdo pervert, I don't know. It was just a kid.
No matter what I told myself, I still wore that bell every day. I wrote songs on my (instrument), christmas romances. I sang one in the talent show. It became Janurary and I still wore that bell. The charm I added this year was a custom ordered one of Finland in a Santa hat. I don't know why I did that, I'll never forget him now. I kept my hair the same length, I didn't dye it like I normally do. A couple of my more detached friends drifted away, saying I never listened to them. February came, bringing Valentine's Day. I was alone again, but I didn't mind. I looked up Finland clips on the Internet all the time. By spring that year, I got a hold of myself. I stopped my obsession. It really was just some cosplayer. That's what I told everyone, that's what I told myself. I still never took that bell off though, the tiny part of my spirit hoped that I'd find him again, but I knew I never would. I became the girl that never smiled. I never talked to anyone, unless they engaged me. I heard people whisper about me when they thought I couldn't hear. I was infamous. I became the girl with the bell.