YO! WHERE ARE MY HETALIA FANS AT?
(y/n) has had a crush on her History teacher, Alfred F. Jones, for a while now. And unbeknownst to her, her feelings are returned. So when he makes his move and she runs, how will both sides take it? Will they have a chance? Or will miscommunications create an unbreakable boundary between the two?
A/N: Ok, so I've been antsy to write some Hetalia fanfics, and this is the first product of my efforts. This does contain sexual content, (hence LEMON) so if you don't like it, just go find something else to read, okay?
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
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Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.