Finding a Friend
A/N: This is my first Hetalia fic, and I am still quite new to the fandom, I have only been a fan for a little over two months now, but I wanted to write this story. This story is a slight AU where the countries went to school together, starting in Kindergarten through Senior year.
I do not own Hetalia.
Italy looks around the conference room where everyone is talking at once, as usual. He notices Germany glance in his direction, and offers the blond a grin. Who would have thought that Germany of all people would chose him as a friend?
A/N: Sorry it is so short… but prologues are usually kinda short, aren't they?
