Im Yong-Soo, personification of the Republic of Korea, sighed and gazed forlornly across the room to where Im Hyung-Soo, his twin and the personification of the Democratic People's Republic of Korea, sat in the chair next to Russia.
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"Hyung-Soo?"
North Korea turned, raising an eyebrow at Canada. The two Nations had a surprisingly cordial relationship, which had recently become almost a friendship when a pair of his skaters had been training in one of her provinces. "Mm?"
"I thought you might like to talk to Yong-Soo about the possibility of some of your people competing in Pyeongchang," she said, stepping aside to reveal South Korea standing behind her. Giving them a knowing, supportive smile, she left the room. The separated twins gazed at each other quietly, before embracing in a hug.
Behind his cold exterior, North Korea secretly yearned for the time when nothing stood between the two of them. The happy-go-lucky South hid behind a cheerful mask even when he felt differently to hide the pain of being separated.
They promised each other that for the Olympics, they would be together.
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"You're all here, da-ze!" Im Yong-Soo cheered happily, waving his arms in welcome. As per tradition, the Nations had gathered for dinner the evening before the Opening Ceremonies - it was when they all consciously put aside disputes and embraced the togetherness only found at the Olympic Games.
The Nations spread out in different groups from their usual ones, chatting with those they had already started competing against and those they had yet to face. As Canada headed to sit with Norway and the other countries in Mixed Doubles Curling, South Korea caught her arm.
"Thanks," he said. From some distance away, North Korea nodded at her.
Canada smiled wordlessly.