America
You were walking your way to you new boyfriend's house after your break up with Alfred, which was exactly five months ago. You check the time and smiled softly as you got to (b/n)'s house, and walked in.

You two played video games until it was dinner time, and you two were walking around a small restaurant square, looking for a place to eat. You see a familiar person and looked away, and felt an arm wrapped around your waist.

"Are you cold?" (B/n) said. You smiled and nodded, leaning to your boyfriend. It was February, and cold, so you enjoyed (b/n)'s warmth

While you were busy enjoying his warmth, Alfred saw you, and was about to call to you, but stopped, seeing that you were curled up under another man's arm.

For once, he felt like the villain.

England
The last words you said to him rang out, haunting him. The girl that ruined your relationship having left and that made him stand there.

That was seven months ago.

He was in his study, his tie lose and jacket thrown off.

"I'm so sorry love." He said, ached. The ring you were have was locked up in a drawer, after you having thrown it at him the next day.

He got up, decideding to go to the bar, needing a drink to get the heartache away.

He left and went to the close by bar, where he heard your soft giggles while sitting by a man. He looked away and grab a couple drinks.

"Bloody hell." He mumbled and took a long drink.

Russia
He was a wreak, curled up in his large bed. He hasn't felt like this since he was little. He didn't want you to leave him like everyone else did. He grabbed his vodka, and dropped it, seeing how it got him here for the first place. He cursed and got up, needed to get out of the house.

He past the three terrified Baltic's and went to the sunflower fields. He sat down and looked around, trying to feel better with all the pretty flower surronding him. He slowly did, until he heard your bright laughter.

His head snapped towards your voice, and his hopes were up. It tool him a second to see the person besides you, and his smile slipped off quickly. He sniffed softly and left before you noticed him.

France
He would bother you day and night. He sent roses and often went to your work, begging for your forgiveness, but you struck him down before he even got a foot into the place.

It wasn't until three months later that he gave up. He was depressed, his usual cheery and perverted mood gone as he was standing at his balcony.

"I miss you (y/n)." He said softly, looking over the people.

He heard a couple's laughter and lookee down, something fimiliar hitting him. He saw your beautiful (h/c) hair and the person besides you. He quickly went inside and took a long drink of wine.

China
He was crying loudly, holding his hello kitty plushies as he tried to make it go away. He saw you with another man, and your obvious happiness was the thing that killed him. He was sniffing as he felt forgotten.

"(Y/n)...why?" He whimpered.
(Sorry it's short)

Germany
You didn't go to your usual runming spots, never went to places you usually went to. The large blond was terrified for you, worried. He needed to see you.

He went to your house and knocked, waiting. A man opened the door, looking at him with a straight face.

"Ludwig right?" He said, spitting the name out.

"Er...yes. Where is (y/n)?" Ludwig said.

The man scowled.
"She doesn't want to see you. Go away." He said, closing the door and he looked down before leaving.

Italy
The Italian refused to eat, missing you too much to care. He hardly did any training-as if he did before- and just wasn't as loud as he used to bed.

"Italy!" Germany shouted, trying to get the small man up. Italy only turned, sniffling. Germany dragged him out and Italy saw you.

He instantly perked up and ram to you, saying how much he missed you and then a person pulled him off. He looked in confusion before he saw the arm wrapped around you.

"B-bella?" He said. You frowned softly, not liking his sad face u til you were pulled the different direction.

Japan
He regreted his choice. Another country did a dare, but he didn't stop you in time to tell you, and was watching you enjoy your time with someone else.

He was completely different. He held you, held your hand, gave little kisses to your head. He swore you looked happier with him than you did with Kiku. He gripped his hands and left to do sword training.

2p!Canada
He was pissed. He saw someone put his hands on his maple! He was about to stomp over, a deadly aura around him until Allen pulled him back.

He calmed down, remember that you weren't his anymore. He looked down and quickly left, sad. Kumo whined and followed his master, who violently killed poachers.