You woke up in your bed in a sweat from the bad dream. Good dream. Bad dream. You don’t know. “It was… a dream… I didn’t meet Italy.” You spoke to the empty room.
“____! Are you up?”
“Yeah!” You took a shower, got dressed-strangely enough, you chose the clothing you had worn in the dream-did your hair and makeup, and hurried to your bus stop. You went to school, everything normal. Everything bleak and bland… but that dream, it had felt so real. And it wasn’t. It wasn’t real. Italy doesn’t love you, because he doesn’t exist. You started to zone out in math when you heard your name being called repeatedly.
“____! Were you even listening?!” The kids in the back snickered. “Go to the office, (Secretary) called you down!” You went to the office dejectedly, because you rarely got yelled at by that teacher.
“Hello.”
“Someone called and said they had to see you in the office. They said they would be here soon, so you should already be there when they get here.
“____!~” You looked to the side and saw a sight you thought you’d never see again.
“Feliciano?!”
The End...
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Heta Oni (Italy X Reader)
FanfictionYou just fell asleep. And got dragged into the HetaOni world. Will you help get everyone out? Or will the time loop begin again?
