Hey all! This is a new fanfiction I've had planned for awhile, but I was having trouble coming up with a name for it! *sweatdrops* I'm terrible with titles. Come on, my little brobro Archie came up with Isshu no Aoi Kaze, for crying out loud!

...anyways.

Well...about this fic, I think it's going to be super-short compared to my other fics. It's just that these are mostly on the spur of the moment, and I really want to put out there a college AU with very different pairings than the standard. These, obviously, are Norway x fem!Japan and fem!America x Iceland. I'm very fond of both of them, even though I'm more happy with the latter.

I'll go and list out my fanon names too, since I do use canon names (save for Tino, because I use Timo now). Contrary to the standard Emil, I always use Eiríkur for Iceland. Lundi and Charlotte are humanized from certain characters as well, because I didn't want to leave them out. XD I use Amelia for fem!America, and I previously did consider Emily, but that sounded similar to Emil...and yeah, things changed from there.

So, even if there are different pairings and I'm combining Nyotalia and Hetalia with what seems to be no reasoning, I'm trying to work this out in the view of my own college experiences at Ritsumeikan Asia Pacific University.

With that said, I hope you lovely readers who've given this a look, enjoy!

::_:::_::

From the moment I looked into her eyes, I knew she had lost her sight.

Not her regular vision.

I mean the magical sense that I've cherished all my life.

::_:::_::

Lukas Bondevik sat near the back of his class, idly twirling a pencil between his fingers as he listened to the mini lecture given by the Japanese professor.

Various students from around the world sat around him as well, each choosing to either listen to the lecture or not to, some even opting to sleep. This wasn't an ordinary school session—this was an international university fall-winter session held in none other than Japan. At the same time, fall on Kyushu island, being in August, still meant that the weather was humid. As a result, Lukas' brain wasn't functioning properly from the heat.

The Norwegian had no idea how the people for this year were chosen, though he had 'friends' that came before him to this type of session—one of them a rather annoying Danish friend by the name of Mathias, who emailed him everyday even though Lukas ignored most of them. Another was Berwald, a stoic Swedish acquaintance who happened to be the boyfriend of someone in the classroom that Lukas was in.

"If I recall...Eiríkur and Lundi should both be in a biology course right now..." he mused in his head, knowing that his brother enjoyed the sciences well enough to sign up for the courses. Lundi, being the rather loudspoken friend of said brother, always stuck by his side. Of course, the Icelandic boy that was his half-brother didn't admit that out loud until he was fed up with Lukas' teasing.

Hey, what were siblings for?

"Alright, get in groups!"

"Dammit."

Anyone who knew the Norwegian teenager knew that he wasn't comfortable talking with new people. With that firm resolution, he opted to join the closest group that had people he actually knew—his friends Timo, Charlotte, and Berwald's older sister.

"Not going to talk?" Timo Väinämöinen asked with a knowing smile.

Lukas shook his head, gazing towards the window.

"Suit yourself," Clara Oxenstierna shrugged, also not being one for words like Lukas. Unlike Lukas, she would actually talk to people, even if they had trouble understanding her rather quiet voice. This was a trait she shared with her brother.

"I bet you guys want this lesson to be over too, huh? Let's just hurry and get this over with," Charlotte Valberg told all of them, tucking her silvery locks behind her hair and pulling out her notebook and a pen. She froze as she felt her pocket vibrate, then stuck her hand in her pocket and shut off her phone with a disgruntled expression. "Stupid Lundi..." she growled.

Lukas shrugged and put his chin in his hand, his eyes were wandering to the window. Creatures only he could see, and to some extent his brother, were looking at him with curiosity. Lukas was apparently too mesmerized to notice the faint click of a camera shutter.

::_:::_::

He wondered why he was here in the first place.

What compelled Eiríkur Styrsson to come from his home in Iceland to the faraway Japan for a season-long session? Even more of a question was: Why late summer of all seasons to come? This time of year had some of the hottest weather on Kyushu island. This, being a well-known fact, would have made any people originating from northern lands appear insane.

The Icelandic teenager knew a few people around this campus, though one of his friends was on another campus, leaving a Finnish friend of his somewhat lonely.

"With this," the Iranian woman declared as the laser pointer directed at the slides moved, "you see the major zones for earthquakes worldwide..."

Eiríkur managed to stifle a yawn so that the professor wouldn't be alerted to his presence, although his silvery hair would probably give him away. He should have figured that the first lesson in Introduction to Biology would be related to plate tectonics, what with Japan being an earthquake hazard itself. He really couldn't wait until zoology came into play, though.

At least Eiríkur managed to get a class he actually enjoyed in the mornings. "Isn't Lukas in Japanese class right now? I'm pretty lucky then..." he thought with a small smile.

Or, he was lucky just for that moment.

"Oi, Erik," a boy with jet black hair and a rather wild expression next to the Icelander said, prodding his arm and using a nickname out of familiarity.

"Lundi, be quiet," Eiríkur muttered to the other boy, his annoyance being heard by using the boy's actual name.

"Have you seen Charlotte? I wanna know if she's free next period," the other boy continued, ignoring his friend in favor of prodding said text message on top of Eiríkur's notebook.

Eiríkur looked at the phone, sighing and rapidly hitting keys on the phone, typing out "Charlotte babe, where yo' fine self ? ;)" before he sent it out faster than Lundi could read, comprehend, and try to abort the message.

"Oi oi, what was that for?" Lundi stared at the sent message in the outbox with a look of horror. He hurriedly typed out his own reply of apology before glaring at the other Icelander.

"'Cause there's lots o' us tryin' ta pay attention, so shut yer traps," a female's voice hissed at the pair, making them cringe. The Icelandic duo vaguely heard her mention "Juan de Fuca" before Lundi gave up on Eiríkur's attention, though he muttered that they should go to the cafeteria for lunch after the lecture.

"This sucks," Lundi groaned as he saw no reply from Charlotte by the end of class.

"You know, she's probably in class too. That ever cross your mind?" Eiríkur asked, continuing to jot down notes. He wondered what to write for the group essay due at the end of the week. For him though, it was simple enough, right? He could write about his home and Lundi could join in for assistance. That is, if the other boy would actually pay attention. He would probably need to find someone else to write the report with.