I'm gonna skip all the 'boring' things that happened at the student council room and now say that after a brawl between a Russian and a few other select students happened, the candidates for student president is now you, Mathias and Ivan. There is officially 1 week before the school votes, so the three of you all have a week to promote yourselves with assistance from your campaign manager or managers.
This is 'such a big deal' that even Mr Germania insisted on having all the candidates without their managers to sit at the same table in the cafeteria, to promote 'friendly blood' between you all, even if your all officially competitors.

...

You stood outside the apartment door in the dark, lapping up the salty ocean scent in the pitch black as your wrist banged around in your pocket while attempting to locate the keys for the door.

AH-HA!
FOUND YOU, YOU LITTLE SUCKER!

As you put the key in the keyhole and unlocked the door, memories of the awkward situation you were in during dinner hit you, leaving you to stand at the door threshold for a few seconds fighting a cringe seizure.

You: mumbling to yourself while taking the key out of the lock and walking in
This could have been all avoided if I just went back to the apartment and did homework or something... I swear, it's like I don't even know myself anym---

A sudden thought hit and cut yourself off from mumbling; Basch and Roderich are most likely asleep. You slowly closed the front door and began tip-toeing towards your room, but something from the corner of your eye got your attention. A glowing light drew your attention near the piano and surprise, surprise! Roderich was asleep face first on the keys. A sigh and slight smirk grew on your face as you walked towards him to wake him up, but something even more surprising was hidden behind the Austrian....

A Swiss?

Basch was asleep at the piano too, smashing his face into the keys and drooling on top of Roderich's hand. With an unconscious smile on your face, you walked over towards the lamp and turned it off, walked over towards the couch, picked up the day blanket and awkwardly attempted to keep it over their slopped backs. They were definitely going to feel it in the morning from sleeping like that, but you just couldn't find it in yourself to wake up the two. One day of back pain would be worth it, if it meant refurbishing a relationship that was 'apparently' lost so long ago.

...

You wiped a linger bit of sleep out your eye while walking down the hallway to the living room, in hopes of going for an early morning jog down the beach before needing to go to breakfast. A yawn stopped you in your tracts and stood in the hallway, attempting to wake yourself up; your second wind came from curiosity other than motivational thoughts. A bedroom door was wide open and it didn't seem like anyone was in. Usual everyone keeps their rooms closed; you didn't bother to memories who's room was who's, so there is a 50% chance that this is either Basch's or Roderich's room. Normally you'd walk right past without giving it a second thought, but there was a picture of a young girl on the bedside table and curiosity got the best of you.

Roderich said that he and the German brothers had a female cousin from Hungary.
Was this her?
Is she blonde with green eyes?
But she looks more similar to B--

Basch: interrupting your train of thought
Why are you in my room?

You slammed the picture back down on the bedside table and wiped your head around, making direct eye contact with a slightly ticked Swiss. His hair was darker than usual and dripping the casual odd drop of water, but probably the most obvious factor was that he was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist... Did he just get out of the shower?

Basch: pointing at the door
Get out.

You: attempting to apologies
S-wow-wow-REEEEEE!

Basch knew that you were attempting to apologies and just rolled his eyes at you while tightening his grip on his towel. You bolted for the door and closed it, being welcomed by Roderich as he opened his door that was opposite to Basch's.

Roderich: awkwardly looking at you while in his doorway
... Good morning? Ummm, are jou okay ____?

You: answering him while exhaling
IAccidentlyWalkedInOnBasch!ButIWasCuriousAboutAPictureOfAGirlHeHad!

Roderich: leaning his head back and shaking it
Please don't turn into Alfred, talk a little slower please... Jou seem rather flustered this morning.

It's no use, might as well just tell him the main point.

You: rubbing your arm
Do you know, who the little girl in picture on his table is?

Roderich: thinking
Are jou referring to the picture of his adopted little sister?
She has blonde hair in a bob cut and green eyes?

You: intrigued
Adopted?

Roderich: nodding
Basch had always vanted a sibling, but his parents didn't vant to try for another one, because vhen they found out he vas going to International Seas, if the infant vas born male they vould feel like they vere replacing him. So they adopted a little girl from Liechtenstein that had a similar physical appearance with Basch, so she vould look like she shared the same blood as him.

You: confused
Why did they get her from Liechtenstein? Why not Switzerland?

Roderich: dulling his eyes
Cause the child vould remind them too much of Basch; I'm sure jou can understand how much of burden this school is on students and their families. Our parents know ve are safe and ve vould be told if something happens to our families, but in reality ve are strangers to the people how gave us life and they are nothing more than strangers to us. However, this is a small sacrifice, ve should feel privileged, after all, it's us that are going to save lives, end wars and achieve vorld peace.

You: talking without thinking
There's no such thing; all your minds are slowly being corrupted through these brainwashed subliminal messages, all you are is a robot. There is always going to be someone who will disagree and forge their own beliefs... Rebellions happen. Greed and power can never be content, it's constantly hungry for more.

Roderich: frowning at you
That's only a small proportion of the population, they can be dealt vith.

You: looking him dead in the eye
By killing them? ..... Is that really the best way?
If approximately 4 people are being born every second and let's say roughly 10% of the earth's adolescent- adult population are criminals, are you prepared to cull off all the world's criminals ever 15 years? What about the repercussions, the riots, more felonies being committed, strikes; what then?

Roderich didn't say anything, he just stared at you with a straight face, as silent as stone; maybe you crossed the line.

Roderich: softly smiling at you
I don't think I should tell jou this, but jou've already secured my vote.

WAAAAHHHHTTT?
Where is this suddenly coming from?

Roderich: leaving his doorway and closing his door
I'd rather have a student president that vas voted in because of their intellectual ability to see beyond a simply solution and put into account vho vill be affected, along vith the aftermath that follows... Than someone vho earned that position from a birth advantage like gender, appearance or family status.

Roderich: gesturing to leave
Jou've proven jourself so much vill here; being shy and female in a male dominated area isn't an easy feat for anyone, but jour not just anyone; aren't jou?

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Thank you all for being patient, at the rate I'm receiving homework, expect an update once ever week; I wish it could be more often, but sadly I don't think any of my teachers understand anymore what it means to be a kid and wanting to have a life or in my case an online life XD

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!

~BlueTimeFly