America liked to think of "what-if" questions. It would excite him to think that there could be something that existed beyond the world that he knew of. And one of his favorite "what-ifs" was the one where he and Germany were humans that lived in a different world, living different lives—yet somehow meeting in the end.
Today was no different.
Alfred was just walking along the streets, where he would see the same old faces—it seemed that life here was dull, though he didn't mind…much.
The days here were dull, and he'd often be caught daydreaming in his classes—especially math. This day, he glanced up for once—he heard his teacher saying something about a foreign exchange student.
"This is Ludwig Beilschmidt. He moved from Germany to America, so please make him feel welcomed."
The students muttered their agreement—most that would not follow through with their promise.
"Maybe it could be in Hawaii," Alfred mused. "I want to go there more often…"
Alfred noticed only the student, not paying attention to his teammates. He seemed intriguing, and Alfred wanted to make a good first impression—he always wants to make a good first impression to new people.
He invited the German to sit next to him—the seat next to him was empty, and anyone was free to sit where they wanted. "So…uh, Ludwig. What do you think of our school so far?" He was never good with names, so it was shocking to hear him call the new student by his actual name (and not a nickname he made up on the spot.)
"It's…unusual."
Before any of them noticed, their time together became more and more frequent—the people on his football team didn't like this, not one bit.
They confronted him, telling him to stay away from Alfred—or else… He didn't like walking away from a fight—he would never hear the end of it from his brother—but he knew that a fight with multiple people (no matter how cowardly they were) would end up disastrously for him.
He didn't stop though—he seemed to do it even more. He would stop by Alfred's house to work on their homework, to continue their study sessions that the German took upon himself. He would always show a little smirk whenever he caught those people glaring at him.
Alfred, being the oblivious person he is, thought all was well with his friends and Ludwig. The trouble that would happen because of his misconception.
A smack on his head caused him to be jolted out of his thoughts. "Hey!" He turned around just to see those eyes glaring at him.
"If you're not going to do anything, then leave!" Germany turned away to finish the task he was given.
"But, I had an awesome story to tell you!" America cried out.
Germany pointedly ignored him, hoping the American would get the hint and leave. But, as mentioned before, the American was oblivious and didn't get the hint. "You can tell me in exchange for leaving everything alone."
"So, it started with a German exchange student…"
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