Rated M for language and violence in later chapters. But it'll probably be awhile before the violence and language. And it'll last for, maybe... three chapters?

Also... there will be no adult stuff... you know, those times where two people love each other very much...

Francis Bonnefoy sighed, running his fingers through his long hair. His job at Starbucks was as mundane as ever. He would much rather be drawing, or making real cuisine. Francis wished he didn't have to work on Monday. Or any day, for that matter.

Unfortunately, he needed to make money in order to pay for college in America. Francis had come over from France because he had just been accepted by one of their best colleges, Eleanor Roosevelt University (ERU). It was one of the best opportunities he had had.

"Yao," He called to his coworker, "Mon cher. How many minutes until our shift is over? I want to go and draw the wonderful human body."

Francis's Chinese coworker glared at him.

"Aiya! I want to go draw too- just not the… you know… of course. But we need to work! Stop zoning out! Are you even listening to me?"

"He is so beautiful," The Frenchmen thought, smirking (and, indeed, not listening), "Such lovely, pale skin... Such beautiful, amber eyes... Such silky, long hair-"

"Oi!" Somebody shouted, interrupting Francis from his musings.

Blinking, Francis stared at the "somebody," who was his next customer.

"Oh mon dieu…" He thought, "What are those…?"

His new customer had what must have been the biggest eyebrows ever.

"You, mon cher, need to get your eyebrows waxed," Francis blurted out without thinking.

His customer turned bright red, his emerald green eyes glittering in outrage. He had golden punk-style hair, a black shirt with a skull on it, jeans, and a scarf with a UK-flag design.

"You bloody wanker!" Mr. Eyebrows yelled (in a very attractive British accent), "S-stupid frog!"

"S-" Francis began hurriedly.

"Shut it!" Sir Very-Lovely-Eyes snapped, "I'm bloody leaving!"

Angrily, the British man turned and marched out.

"Aiya!" Yao shouted as Emerald Eyes left, "Now look what you did! Boss will go ballistic when he hears!"

Francis sighed, "Yao…"

"What now, aru?" The Chinese man demanded irritably.

"The one who walked out… his eyes were very lovely, non?"

"Aiya!" Yao shouted again.

Then he whacked Francis in the face with his wok.

11/11/2016

It's 1:37 AM now…

Jesus.

Eleanor Roosevelt University is completely made up. No truth what so ever (I think… maybe another college does use this name…)

I have no idea where this story's going, or who's going to be included in it (other than 英国，法国，and 中国，of course. I might include 俄国 and 日本 in here too.)

Yes, I'm well aware not all of you can read Chinese (or maybe Japanese… many Japanese characters are copies of Chinese ones).

I just kinda feel like keeping you guys in suspense.

After all, who doesn't love a surprise?