[I'm kinda new to writing fan fiction but don't mind to much to that and enjoy! sorry if the spacing is off, i do not own Hetalia]
When you had been told that to be accepted to your dream school you would have to leave your family, you hadn't hesitated. Was that really a good choice you, (y/n) moving into a residence called the FACE house. The owners of the house were long time residents whom accepted you living there because of the distant relationship someone had with your mother. You soon packed your bags and said one last good bye to (f/n) your best friend while your mom drove you away off into the distance of the rolling hills towards a home swimming on the edges of the city where you will be attending school with two of the other residents.
Along you went as you tried to squint your (e/c) eyes to see the large house. Soon you got close enough to see the old house, many things had obviously been fixed time over time, and some small faded brown red spots were speckled by a window. "(y/n)," your mom shakes you out of a slight trance,"it will be a while until I see you again and you can't write, so stay safe." A man who looked to be often lurking indoors or in the shade walked out with a bored expression flatly lying on his face. "So this is (y/n), I'll take your bags, you say your goodbyes" he grabs your bags and walks them into the house. "I'll see you soon mom," you hug her one last time then leave the car "drive safe!" you yell over your shoulder as you stretch and your mom drives off. You walk up the old wooden stairs to the front door which you open with a creek.
When you walk in the smell of cigarettes and sweets hits you like a wall. You nervously blow your (h/c) hair out of your face. The man from earlier who took your bags looks up from a small old book, "your room. Upstairs first left, across from the bathroom." As you walk up you slightly wonder who the other three house members might be but that'll have to wait for supper.
[okay uh first chapter i may write more...]