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Unusually so, in the middle of the summer, the calm soothing night showed no signs of the unbearable heat that would usually come in the afternoons. Contrary to popular belief, the night held no spite or fear within its secrets- only a shadow lurking in the dark. The figure stood outside a house just in front of the main door, hunched over by the silver door knob as the moon watched the quiet figure.
You picked the lock quietly as the wind blew at your back. Your fingers moved the two long pieces of metals expertly and within seconds, the door clicked indicating that it was opened. You held a tight smile as you held the knob and easily pushed the door open. Quietly, you moved inside the abode of the unknown. Comfortable with your dark surroundings, you shut the door and sighed quietly to yourself and you proceeded to walk further inside the vicinity.
You turned the lights on and stomped carelessly towards the kitchen, passing the living room. Your shoulders were unguarded and your mind unblocked so you had not prepared yourself for the eerie feeling of a pair of eyes on your back. You stopped, in the kitchen by the table, the feeling eventually got to you and so slowly, you turned around, eyes scanning the area. You could only imagine the pair of eyes taking in every move you made, how the eyes moved and darted and watched you carefully as you walked closer to the living room now with caution.
You scanned the area, eyes darting from left to right. From the sofa to the large flat screen TV until your eyes stopped right at the odd shadow in between the two large potted plants by the door. The shadow in between the plants was odd, it wasn't stretching beyond the area and it wasn't touched by light either. It was more like a clump of darkness -unmoving- waiting for the lights to go out before it made its move. But you knew that if you squinted from your positions near the stairs you could almost see the outline of a tiny figure.
Slowly, you moved towards the darkness. Each step you made was calculated as your boots contacted the marble pavement. Eventually, you crouched down right in front of the darkness that was clumped in between the two potted plants and you observed the darkness with wondering eyes.
But you did not prepared for the darkness to gain a pair of eyes.
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You blinked, as Germany blabbered on standing at the end of the table, stoic as usual. Your eyes moved towards your computer screen and you found it on a game of solitaire. You sat up straight feeling a certain pair of Austrian eyes directed at you. Your eyes then moved around the long table, taking in every picture of each nation as they bickered, whispered, snickered or simply listened to what Germany was saying (or were they daydreaming? You weren't quite sure.)
Canada's eyes caught yours and he smiled kindly and you smiled back and waved politely as he was nearer the end of the table. "(F/N) -san? Who are you waving at?" A black haired man asked you, noticing your gaze but finding nothing when he followed it.
You sighed, knowing that it was useless trying to explain Canada's existence. "Oh nothing, Japan. Sorry."
The man only nodded, not pushing it any further and asked, "would you like to eat with Italy, Germany and I later during the break?" He asked with his soft voice.
You looked up and thought about it for a moment, looking through your schedule and then you realised that you still needed to study for that chemistry test you had tomorrow. You politely shook your head, "thanks but no thanks. I have to study for my test tomorrow and the only free time I have is during the break and I like peace and quiet when studying if that's okay." The man only nodded, "I understand, it must be difficult to balance your job as a nation and your life as a highschool student."
You shrugged, "it has its challenges."
With that, both of you continued what you were doing previously.
You placed your head on the palm of your hand and continued to watch as Germany explained his power point presentation. What was he blabbering about again? Was it climate change? Or was it poverty? What's the difference, it's not like you get anything done anyways.
You drifted back into the deep crevices of your mind.
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If only you were given the time to ponder upon it, then maybe you would understand why the pair of eyes staring back at you was so familiar. A figure emerged from the darkness, all the while its eyes staring straight into yours.
And really, you didn't know why you were so frightened for all that hid in the darkness was a child. Although she was rather odd-looking...
Her skin was pale, almost blue. Her little pink lips were dry and cracked. Her thin brown hair hung loosely on her head and resembled that of a rag doll.
But what made you shiver the most was that she had the same color of eyes as yours.
But nevertheless, you smiled. "Hello." You said, as if speaking to a little kitten. "What's your name?" You asked, "how old are you?"
But the young child kept staring at you with a pair of large curious orbs. You kept asking these questions but the child said nothing, merely leaning back on the wall calmly observing you with her deep deep eyes. The girl looked calm in her observance until you finally asked the question, "would you like to come out?" At the mention of the mere words, the girl sank back into the darkness and hugged herself, shaking her head vigorously.
You sat down on the floor, "why not?" You asked. But the child continued to shake her head and crawled up into a ball, her eyes furrowing in distress as she placed her head atop her little knees.
"Come on, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you." You said carefully.
But the girl kept shaking her head and buried her eyes in her knees. "Come on kid, it's okay. It's going to be okay..." You tried as soothingly as possible. "You're okay..."
But then the child looked up to reveal tear stained eyes, her eyes puffy and red as the tears washed down her cheeks and she shook her head once again.
Looking into those familiar puffy eyes, you realized why the child looked so familiar.
The more you wanted to help her.