It's exactly like my other story but for males. Pictures are not mine. Hetalia is not mine. You are not mine. WARNING: Profanities ahead. I may suck with the accents.

Ever since you were little, you've had social anxiety. People have told you to just get over it, but it's easier said than done. You get incredibly nervous when you have to talk with people. You start sweating when someone asks for help or your friends want you to hang out with them. And then, in the midst of all your anxiety comes a heart-pounding incident. And it involves a certain Spaniard.

The sequel to Mi Amor: The bad guys always lose in the end, according to your best friend. Is that necessarily true for all cases? Your supposed captor has been caught in the marketplace, where himself and all his crimes are locked behind bars back in America. Serving a lengthy trial incarcerated, you fear that he'll rot away as time passes where the only times to see him are always separated by a thick pane of glass. Guilty as charged, he is punished by giving in to his heart. Unable to sleep on your flight back home, you weren't happy like you expected to feel before. Especially when he wasn't by your side.

The new happy-go-lucky transfer student appeared to be a cheerful and oblivious boy that just wanted to have fun. He befriends you and is a tad bit too clingy for your liking. What else could that innocent façade be hiding other than possessiveness? Go on an adventure with Antonio through high school drama, blood and tears. Will you be able to escape the grasp of a Yandere that you're oh so familiar with through your strange interests?