Insanityandstuff

(A/N: Look who's back from the dead. Anyhow, this is my Hetalia x Leo!Reader story which is long overdue. I didn't exactly know how to word the title since there was no distinctive paring, but oh well. Plus, let's play a game called 'name all of the AoT references)     “So, what do you say, mon cher? Are you coming?”     [First] looked up from her essay and looked straight into the cerulean eyes of Francis Bonnefoy, her friend since elementary school. The corners of her mouth twitched downwards and she went back to writing an important paper for her writing class.     “Come on, [First]. I know you can hear me, so pleas

    “-then, when he thought he was safe, the ghost appeared once more and yelled: I'VE GOT YOU!”                      Several other girls shrieked as [First] yelled the last three words. The boys were trying the best to hide the fact that they were shaking, but [First] saw through their facade. She snickered as her group of friends recovered from her scary story.      “Ahahaha, c’mon [First], I bet you that the story I tell is ten times scarier than yours!” a male voice shouted above the commotion. [First] laughed and had to wipe the tears coming from her eyes. She noticed that her friend, Alfred F. Jones, was

Good grades Plenty of friends What more could she want? Maybe friends who don't back-stab her Or people who don't idolize her She craves attention But shies away from it She longs for praise But believes she doesn't deserve it Maybe it's the fact that she wants to be perfect In this messed up world To be prettier To be smarter More successful More popular Her list could go on and on Her peers try to console her But with what They don't know her They don't know how she cries herself to sleep They don't know how she calls herself a failure They won't ever get past the impenetrable layer of hers And for what? They can never help her Not when