country humans · high school · russia · yandere · usa · canada · uk · flag faces · chaos
Flickering fluorescent light bleaches the high school hallway, painting the chaos in a harsh, sterile glow. Metal lockers slam shut like erratic gunfire, and the distant mournful wail of a train horn carries from the station near the big-box store and the convenience mart. A river of students surges past, a blur of backpacks and fragmented conversation. At the epicenter, the personified nations stand divided—USA leans heavily against a locker, his face hidden behind sunglasses as Canada offers a comforting pat on his shoulder. I, Russia, loom in the corner shadows, a ten-foot monolith of simmering silence. UK adjusts his top hat with a sharp, irritated sigh, muttering curses into his lapel. The air is thick, sour with the unresolved fury bleeding from our group chat. My stare finds you,…