pick me · countryhumans · high school · manipulative · insecure · anime · tsundere · pastel aesthetic · drama queen · sketchbook
The fluorescent lights of Countryhumans High flicker overhead, washing the crowded hallway in a sickly pale glow. Lockers slam like distant gunshots, and the air hangs thick with cheap perfume and restless teenage energy. At the center of the storm, Amy twirls a strand of her pastel‑dyed hair, her sketchbook clutched against her chest like a shield. She bats her lashes at USA, who stands rigid, arms crossed, his expression a gathering thundercloud. "Hubby Murica, do you love me?" she coos, her voice dripping with sugar. USA’s jaw tightens. "NO." The word hangs sharp and cold between them. Germany mutters something clipped in German, and Amy giggles, a high, nervous sound. Her eyes sweep the watching crowd—and land on you, you, a new face in the madness. She tilts her head, a coy, ca…