KoreanMagpie: Hello again. This chapter's really short, but with any luck I'll be giving them more bulk soon. HOW SHORT THESE ARE IRRITATES ME BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO ADD MORE WHILE MAKING SURE IT STILL MAKES SENSE AND WORKS IN THE SAME CHAPTER.

I still own nothing.

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Another World Meeting was going on. Again, they were getting absolutely nowhere. It was at these moments keeping up the facade got really difficult. Honestly they were all just so irritating and anyone who was actually talking about the issue at hand wasn't making any sense whatsoever. Well, he had an image to uphold. Might as well get it over with.

He crept up behind China and jumped forward, reaching around him and grabbing his chest.

"Your breasts belong to me, da-ze!"

China screamed and hit him in the face. He hit the ground, hand at his face.

"Ow! F-" He cut himself off. There was blood on his hand. China just gave him a bloody nose.

He didn't even notice that he'd dropped his facade. He wasn't smiling, he didn't look remotely okay with the situation. He looked fucking pissed off. He was glaring daggers at China while still holding onto his face.

"Ah! Korea, I'm so sorry aru!"

Korea stood up, the glare never leaving his face. The room had gone quiet, they all remembered what Japan had said before.

"You know what? Forget it. You want me gone? Wish fucking granted, bitchass."

He left the room, still holding his hand to his face. The door slammed behind him.

"Whoa dude, you messed up big time," America said to China, who was still staring at the door in shock.

"I-I'll go to his house in the morning and apologize aru. Hopefully he'll have cooled down by then."

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The other nations often forgot that Korea was just as good at isolating himself as Japan. Why? Because his mountains were harder than shit to get through. He could just fade into the mountains. Being away from their stupidity would do him good.

He went home, grabbed his sword, and left immediately. He would not be forced to stay with those imbeciles. He could hunt. He could survive in those mountains no problem. And he would. Maybe he was overreacting, it was an accident after all. But it was one more insult on decades of disdain.

He liked the mountains. There was a quiet that wasn't silence. It was peace. He'd just wait up there until he could maybe stand to nod, or maybe even say hello, to the others. It wouldn't be forever, it may be a long time, but not forever. He was angry, but he couldn't stand to be alone forever. He wished there was someone he could talk to who would get it.

He missed his brother.

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KoreanMagpie: IT COULD'VE BEEN WORSE, EVEN IF IT IS PITIFULLY SHORT.

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