• dear my dearest diary • Countries suffer everyday, be it on a local or national scale. Sometimes, however, what they go through is kept silent and locked away in their minds. They're too scared to speak it. They're too proud to admit it. They're too worried to share it. They're too naive to realise it. Two nations have watched from the sidelines, silently seeing everyone suffer. They can't take it anymore. What happens when a journal turns up at a small meeting, and everyone's secrets - big and small, good and bad - are revealed? 《 ☆ ☆ ☆ 》 Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia (cri-) 《 ☆ ☆ ☆ 》 5k reads - 11/03/18 7k reads - 19/07/18

The country America has never had a representative. That is something that is well known. What is not well known is the identity of the blue eyed and wheat colored hair of the teenage boy that crashed into a world meeting. And said teenage boy intends to keep it that way... through any means necessary. Preview: Suddenly, the glass window broke,and a teen tumbled through and landed roughly on the table. Some nations shrieked in surprise while others simply looked on in curiosity. The teenage boy was still for a few moments before slowly standing up and wiping some of his blood off his face. He grimaced before crouching on the meeting table and scanning the room. Once he did, his blue eyes widened in shock and jaw dropping, he groaned,"Oh shit. Boss is so going to kill me."

Elizabeth Barron, a young youtuber from Toronto Canada catches the eye of David Dobrik. What will happen when two groups collide? So this is my first go writing this stuff out, I find a lot of fics don't give a lot of backstory so sorry for the long intro.

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