Guys! I might upgrade this book from time to time.

I've been trying to level up my writing by reading a lot of books and poems.

Correct me and give me some tips to improve my writing, please.

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Author's POV:

4:00 AM

Philip was startled awake by the blaring sound of his alarm he recently put on his phone, causing him to groggily rub his eyes and sit up in bed. He let out a deep sigh, knowing that it was his first day and last year of University. The thought of all the challenges and work he faced from getting ready to take care of his country's people, left him feeling tired and overwhelmed.

He stretched his arms and legs, feeling the weights of the days before. He then picked up the clothes he had ironed just last night, admiring the crisp lines that he had so carefully pressed. He knew that looking his best would give him some more confidence he somewhat didn't even need to face the day.

Philip walked to the bathroom, feeling a sense of comfort as he entered the small and cozy space. He placed his clothes on the dry sink and turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature to his liking. As the warm water cascaded down his body, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the water wash away his tiredness and anxieties.

After showering, he dried himself off with a fluffy towel and put on his clothes, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment as he looked at himself in the mirror. He then brushed his teeth, taking the time to clean each tooth thoroughly. He knew that taking care of himself was important, not only for his physical health but also for his mental well-being.

He descended the stairs in his own home and proceeded to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

The man began by preparing a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs and serving them alongside some steaming hot rice he kept warm in the rice cooker. Satisfied with his meal, he diligently washed the dishes and wiped the counter clean.

Fishing his phone, just to get online.

6:36 AM

With his stomach full and his kitchen spotless, he stepped out of his house to begin his day.

With a deep breath, Philip followed the sidewalk, thinking that it would be full of challenges and obstacles for others. But he was ready to help them head-on, with empathy and understanding for himself and others. He wanted others to know they were not alone, and that everyone faced struggles and difficulties in life. And with that thought in mind, he knew that they could overcome anything.

He thought about that a lot when he lost his family members. He was sad at first, but decided he doesn't want anybody else to experience such sad tragedies and scenes. He chose to show a smile and give others the care and love they needed.

Since it was warm during fall, it was a good thing the new school has air conditioning.

The University opened a new building because the old one was becoming boring and too small.

A couple of minutes later of walking, he stepped foot on the University grounds..

Phil was about to enter the University building but he admired the view of the school from the outside for a second..

It was bigger then the last University building... The branches of the trees are all exposed, and leaves falling at the entrance of the School are caused by it, being fall season.

As Phil entered the school, he noticed different varieties of emotions leaking out of every student like an aura, the most noticeable ones were:

- excitement
- sadness

Philip also noticed that most of the students were looking at him.

It's not surprising, given that he was a prodigy with numerous talents. He had a soothing and friendly voice.. And is a good listener, according to his friends. He was a musician, intelligent, and had a physique that was reminiscent of a female's. His gold-colored right eye sparkled with the sunlight, and he had a beautiful blue hair. His lips were also considered attractive by Brunei. But most of those stuff he didn't know..

The Filipino student flashed a warm smile and waved back to those who greeted him in their respective languages. Despite encountering some negative emotions on his way to the main office, he chose to shrug them off and continue on his way.

After searching for what felt like hours(17 mins), Phil finally found the place he was looking for. As he walked in, he was greeted by a friendly face, one he recognized immediately.

"Hey Phil, did you get lost?" the organization asked, a warm smile on their face.

Phil's face lit up as he rushed over and hugged the organization. "Papa ASEAN!" he yelled, happy to see a familiar face. After stepping back, he immediately launched into an apology. "I'm here to pick up my schedule. I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the college tour last Friday. I had a lot of paperwork for my country that I needed to sign and study for. I'm really sorry!" Phil said, bowing slightly before raising his head.

"It's alright, Philip. And please, don't bow. I've told you this a few times now," the organization said, a hint of amusement in their voice. ASEAN then turned to EU, who was sitting at the desk, poring over papers about Phil and his schedule. "EU, are you checking his schedule? And do you happen to have a map on your desk?" ASEAN asked, hoping to help Phil out in any way possible.

Phil sat down in the chair, sinking into the soft cushions. He took a deep breath and inhaled the rich aroma of coffee that filled the air. The smell was so strong it made his mouth water, and he found himself wondering if it was Kopiko, the coffee brand well-known in Southeast Asia.

Phil's eyes then wandered around the room, taking in the details. He noticed that Mr. EU's desk was cluttered with piles of papers that seemed to be in disarray. It appeared that there was still a lot of work that needed to be done, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Mr. EU.

As he looked around the room, he saw posters on the walls that displayed events from the last university building. Each poster was like a story, and he found himself lost in thought, reminiscing about his own experiences during those university days.

Phil then shifted his gaze towards Mr. EU and ASEAN, who were standing next to each other. He noticed that Mr. EU looked tired, with a pinkish-red tint on his face looking at ASEAN. Phil though that Mr. EU might be feeling tired from all the paperwork.  ASEAN, on the other hand, looked bright and cheerful, radiating energy.

Despite Mr. EU's tiredness, Phil couldn't help but notice his warm smile as EU kept glancing at ASEAN who is at his side. The two of them seemed to have a special bond, like they were lifelong friends. Phil remembered that he always saw both of them always together, following each other wherever the other goes.

The color pink seemed to be glowing around Mr. EU, almost like an aura, which only Phil could see. After a moment, he realized that it was..... 'love.?' Phil chuckled to himself, wondering if Mr. EU had a crush on ASEAN. He hoped that Mr. EU would finally express his feelings towards ASEAN soon. He expected this to happen.

"Yes, of course I do. But first, tell me Philip... Are you happy with these classes we put you in?" EU questioned while handing the Filipinos schedule to him.

Phil looked at all his classes for a minute. "It seems fine to me. Country Business Management, Literature, History, and Politics, on A days seems fun.. And because I already passed these classes last year, I can basically choose to stay in the library if I wanted to in all my A day classes', depending on my grades in the classes, of course." Phil answered, smiling brightly at EU who only turned his eyes to ASEAN, which ASEAN gave a smile, EU returned a smile to ASEAN.

"Very well then, here's your map, it's well detailed too, I suggest not using it for now to not disrespect your escort." EU pointed out, handing Philip a map. "and I'm sure Mr. ASEAN here was the one who called an escort for you, the escort is probably waiting just outside the office.." he added.

Phil's POV:

As I was leaving the office, I noticed someone standing outside. I approached him and asked if he was the escort. The man nodded in affirmation, and held his hand out as if he was asking to see my class schedule. I handed him the schedule, which he studied for a few seconds before leading me which way to go.

Curious to know his name, I asked him, and he replied,

"Germany."

Although I felt like I had heard the name before, I couldn't quite place it. I wondered if he was a 4th year too. I just shrugged the thought off, a second later..

As we walked towards my first class, I couldn't help but observe him from behind. He looked well-kept and his glasses gave the impression that he was intelligent. However, his eyes were tired, and there were dark circles beneath them, tear marks were slightly visible too. I wondered if he had stayed up all night and had been crying recently.

I could sense some emotions emanating from him, and I identified them as stress, sadness, and anger. It seemed like he was going through a tough time, and I wanted to help, but decided not to because I barely knew him.

The thought of asking him if he was a 4th year student too who had been accepted as tour guides before the new University building opened.

When I asked him, he replied:

".....Yeah, I am a 4th year student..." I could tell he didn't want to talk much, so I didn't push the subject, but I felt a little bad that I couldn't help him..

As we walked more, I couldn't shake the feeling that he was missing or had lost someone or something important to him. I wished there was something I could do to help him, but I didn't want to pry. He looked like he was starting to move on.

".. Stop looking at me like that, your pretty eyes creep me out....." Germany said in a tired voice who noticed I've been looking at him.. His accent was noticeable...

"Oh, I'm sorry. I tend to look around at my surroundings a lot when I'm curious, It's a bad habit of mine-" I apologized and turned off my gift..

That was not the first time I got a hate comment about my eyes, though I didn't mind much, I could tell he was having a hard time..

".... It's fine... This is the door to your class.." Germany said as he opened the door and asked for the teacher...

The German and the teacher talked for a bit, she told me to call her Mrs. France before she asked me if I wanted to introduce myself to the class...

Although I have seen and heard of her, I never really had her classes before. I heard she was pretty with her long hair that slightly curled at the end..

I said yes, just to introduce myself to others I've probably never met before.. Honestly, I was never good at this kind of stuff, but I got used to it as I needed to face this kind of stuff if I want to make others happy with my presence...

After the teacher wrote down my name on a paper which seemed to have the other students names who were gonna introduce themselves too, she went back to her desk...

I walked inside the class and saw every student standing at the edges of the classroom except one, he was sleeping on his desk, using his hand as pillows.. He probably chose not to introduce himself, and just asked for his chair....

Everyone was waiting to get their seats.

It was my turn minutes later.. I walked in front of the classroom and introduced myself: "Hello. My name is Philippines, if you don't wanna or can't say my full first name for some odd reason, just call me 'Philip' or 'Phil' for short, one of my favorite hobbies is reading.. I hope we can be friends!" I showed a slight smile at the end, before the teacher allowed me to sit down.

"Sit next to.... Russia." Mrs. France said pointing at Russia.. I looked at where she was pointing at..

'I knew he looked familiar..' Phil found himself dumb for not realizing... 'Russia......'

Let me introduce you, Russia... His constantly emotionless face, intimidating glares, tall height, good posture, and V-Shaped torso with muscular but not too muscular body, as the girls say..

For some reason, he almost always had the same Aura's everyday, without even expressing them with his body or face, ever since the first day I attended Country University... I thought there was just something wrong with my ability to see emotions.... I would always start crying for some reason every time I had my ability on and he was nearby...

After minutes, all the Countries, Cities, and Capitals who wanted to introduce themselves did.. The class started, Mrs. France was teaching us how to start managing a country.

Since I was sitting down next to the window, which showed the beautiful view of the trees with orange to red-ish colored leaves below, I was kinda distracted by the squirrel eating acorns, I looked back at the teacher seconds later and listened again carefully..

After Mrs. France finished writing down the notes we needed to copy.

I turned my gifted power on again, because I was curious-

"W-what the-" I said in a whispering tone as I randomly started crying out tears in my eyes... 'Not this again' I said to myself, internally..

'Hes still making me cry, without even intentionally doing so.'

A lot of sadness, guilt, and some anger..

I glanced at Russia's face who wasn't even crying and didn't look like it had any emotions. 'But this emotion.. this emotion is coming from the Russian, again....' I thought to myself, as suddenly I started crying more tears out...

Russia noticed me looking at him while I was crying.. He then raised one of his hands high and the teacher's attention was put to his, Russia pointed at me, while I was trying to hide my tears with my sleeve..

Mrs. France noticed "Are you okay Phil?" She asked as she came to me..

"C-can I go to the b-bathroom? Pl-please." I asked, the crying made me stutter, but I still managed to sound demanding...

"...Of course, Phil.." Mrs. France said

'I can't turn it off when I'm not calm. These emotions cover the whole classroom!! So I have to get out of here.' I internally, said to myself..

As I left the room I headed to the male's bathroom to calm myself down and to turn off the ability.

I went back 4 minutes later, as expected.. everyone was looking at me... I didn't bother turning my blessing on again...

Some are probably making fun of me.

As I sat back down on my seat, the teacher continued the lesson... I couldn't help but take a little glance for a second at the Russian. I didn't wanna turn my blessing on, because I might cry again...

This Russian... He has deep dark blue sea colored eyes, he's eyes looked tired of crying if you look very closely.. He has a good posture, he looks like he doesn't laugh and smile at all.. Veiny hands, he probably goes to the gym almost everyday...

That's all I got every glance I took, before class ended....

"Alright you all have 3 minutes left for packing up.. be ready for the more notes the rest of the week, we'll be having a test soon..." Mrs. France warned...

'WAIT WHAT..-? TEST SOON??? On the first days of school??' I screamed internally 'welp, whatever.. I already know most of the things here already, anyways. I'll just study for the things I forgot how to do.....'

As I was taking my bag to leave, I was called by Mrs. France... I went in front of her desk while she was sitting on her chair behind the desk...

"Philip, I need you to help a certain student." She started.. "I'll ask the principal to give you a tutor ID, your third year teachers you had in the last college, told us you were really doing well in their classes, and had your current classes last year, a perfect 100% in the grade book.. I'll make your grade for this class the same as the one you're tutoring..
I won't be giving you work, but copies of the stuff the class will be learning with the answers... Teach him everything to make him pass this year.."

"Mrs. France. Did this student really do bad last year?" I asked.

"Yes, Phil.. I've had him in my class before, he didn't even pass last year but was moved up anyways.... I'm friends with his mother, and she told me that he had something bothering him, if he's like this.. 'get him the smartest tutor in the school' is what his mom said to me.. Please help him..." She said in a sad low tone..

"Yes, Mrs. France.." I said with a little smile. "It'll be an honor to help somebody in need..."

"Good. You'll be starting on Friday to tutor the certain someone, that's exactly 4 days from now to get what you don't remember. go to the main office after all your classes... Thank you, Phil." She said before giving me a late note for my next class.

"Of course, Mrs. France..." I said as I left the classroom...

"There you are.. let's go to your 2nd period class....." Germany suddenly appeared and demanded. I only nodded..

"A test in the first weeks of school, doesn't that just suck, not for me of course, but for others.. especially in Country Business Management. Every student in that class will be stressed." I complained..

"...... I'm sure shes just tryna see what you guys know..." The German replied

"Good point, how did I not think of that before." I said thinking about it more.

"..... So, you'll be a tutor...?" He asked "I overheard it."

".. Yea, I don't really mind it, if it's to help, honestly..."

".."

'Not a talker, maybe..' I theorized.... We walked in silence for a few minutes......

"Here's the door to your class.. Hold on...." He said as he knocked on the door for the teacher..

Germany and the teacher talked for a bit before the teacher came to me and asked for my name. I just simply answered, before he said what I could call him.

"Call me Mr. UK... Welcome to literature..."

We both entered the room before he told me where I could sit.

"You can sit next to Russia." Mr. UK said..

'Him again- I won't be able to use my blessing if he's in every single one of my classrooms!' I cried internally.

As I sat down next to him again, I still couldn't help but be curious about why his face didn't even show emotions and how he got to this point in life...

Minutes later, the teacher was done explaining the things we need to do for the rest of the day...

"Write an inspirational story." Mr. UK said.

"You all have a Project to do! Someone get Philip in your team.." Mr. UK reminded..

Authors POV:

3rd Lunch time; 10:35-11:00 am

Philip walked out of the class with his childhood friends, Malay, Indo, and Viet who happened to be in the class as he was, and they invited him to join their group to make the project. Philip was fine with it because he sensed their emotions were happiness and excitement when they saw him.

They each got their own tray with some food, and sat on a table, they talked with each other for a while..

Phil kept glancing at Russia again who was sitting on another table with.. Ame, China (his girlfriend), and North Korea.... Russia's emotions were mixed with annoyance, anger, and sadness.. His body, especially the face still doesn't show emotions.. no love towards his girlfriend at all...

Russia noticed Philip looking at him, and glared straight at Phil.. Phil looked away for a minute and tried to eat his lunch again but he ended up staring back at Russia with a frown...

Indo noticed the Filipino who wasn't even eating his food..

Phil