Hetalia High!!

[Alfred F. Jones]

Francis nodded, listening to him quietly, then grimaced a little in sympathy for the other. He'd laugh if it was someone like America or Italy, but anyone would be frightened if their roommate was Russia. "That's bad luck at its finest," he joked, then hummed. "You should be fine, though... If he tries to run after you chances are he'll hit his head on the doorway," he added with dry humor. "I think you should be all right, though~ It's too bad you didn't get roomed with someone more like you... I've been assigned to a dorm with both Spain and Prussia; isn't that great?" he boasted. "But really, if you get too concerned, don't be afraid to ask for a reassignment," he told him, reaching up to ruffle the Brit's hair; it wasn't as much a teasing notion as it was a friendly gesture.

[-Forever&Always-]

North K. nodded. "Look to the bright side! The man isn't so scary once you know him, and after a while, you might get used to having him around!" she said, smiling.

[Arthur Κirkland]

"I'd say..." England agreed, looking around as if the Russian may be nearby to hear him. "D-don't joke like that... If he really ran after me, I doubt it would end up so humorous." He pouted a little, not finding the idea very funny at all. Russia was a hulking giant compared to him. "Truthfully, I was hoping for perhaps Japan... He seems sensible enough, and it's not as if he's obnoxious or intrusive." He admitted, then deadpanned a little. Of course, France had the good luck once again. "That's... Great." He agreed, maybe a tad bit jealous over it. Francis had his friends while he himself was left to room with Ivan. Furrowing his brows a little at the gesture, he did little else to brush the Frenchman off; it didn't seem as if he'd meant any ill will this time around. Looking to North Korea, he raised a brow. "Get used to him? I highly doubt it... He can be a bit strange sometimes, and that smile... Is unnerving." He shivered lightly at the thought.

((You know... Funny enough, my idea of England's height is more on the range of 5'7"... For some reason, he just seems shorter than France, and America's like huge compared to him sometimes. I dunno, kinda my own little headcannon for anyone who cares to know xD *Short Iggy is short*))

[-Forever&Always-]

She shrugged, "You never know! Ah, do you guys know South Korea?" she asked, to get the topic off of that for now.

[Alfred F. Jones]

"Oh, don't be so concerned... Everyone knows I'm the only one allowed to pick on you," France chimed to England, his hand falling from the Brit's hair to lightly stroke one of his eyebrows, though very briefly. "Just tell him your boundaries and make it clear, and even he should know to steer clear. If not, you can always come to big brother for comfort." He then turned his gaze to North Korea again. "South Korea? Ah, non... Sibling of yours, though, correct?" he asked the girl.

[Arthur Κirkland]

France's words brought the lightest of blushes back to England's now once more pale face, though he had little time to think on it at all before his eyes widened briefly, though he managed to maintain composure. Well, other than the darkening of that blush of his-- and right when he'd finally gotten it under control. Managing a small nod, he looked back to North Korea, preparing to completely ignore what had just happened. Had Francis known about that, or had that just been a mistake? He prayed it was the second, so that the Frenchman didn't have even more leverage again him. "South Korea? Oh yes, I know him." He admitted to her.

[+Reckless+]

(oh wow...im dieing reading this guys!)

Prussia couldnt hold it in any more, the albino nation fell out of his chair in loud laughter. "KESSESESSESESSESESE!! your too much, Francis~" he chimed, arms around his chest in fear he might break a rib or something from laughing so hard. he looked up and the blush on England's face only made him laugh harder. South K. really knew how to play. this year is going to be awsome, I can already tell!

[Arthur Κirkland]

Oh great, the laughing albino hyena decided to chime in. England's brows furrowed in irritation. "Will you quiet down already?!" He glared down at Prussia, annoyed by both his amusement over the situation and the realization his face was burning hot again; what a way to begin the school year.

[Morticia Peregrine]

(Hey guys, I- *sees bunches of pages*
.... 0.0 well...
Can I have a recap?))

[Koujaku;]

Name: Belgium
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Description: Belgium is a tall girl who has short, slightly curly, blonde hair, held back with a green ribbon, and green, almond-shaped eyes.
Personality: Belgium is Netherlands' and Luxembourg's sister, though it's they often push her around. She's cheerful and mature, but she doesn't stand out much due to the people around her. She, herself, admitted that the stronger countries surrounding her make her look plain, but she tries her best nonetheless.
Interests: She loves baking, and cooking.
Best Class: Home Economics, and she's also good at math.
Hobby you would like: Cooking
Have you read and accepted the rules?: Yep!
Dormitory: First floor dorm five?
Picture: {Not mine}
Relationships: Netherland's younger sister, and she's almost like an older sister to S. Italy. She's also quite good friends with Spain.
Crush: Shhh, you'll find out soon enough!