Lost-Physics

It was a regular school day today. We had just finished our period before lunch when something unexpected happened. "Hey, (Y/N), I need to talk to you." I turned to see that it was Amy, a girl in my class, getting my attention. "Uh, hey Amy. What's up?" "Me and my friends need your help with class." I blinked, "You do?" "Yeah dude, you seem to know a lot about the subject." I nod, "I suppose, but it's not much..." "It's more than the rest of us. Anyway, meet us in the library after you've eaten, yeah?" "Sure, I'll be there, yeah..." "Great~" she grinned and left. I was a little surprised. People haven't really asked for my help in

Your hand circles round before pulling out a flag that was divided into equal thirds of red, white, and blue. "This is the flag of France," you stated. The US chuckled, "Dude, we all know the flags." "Yeah, well... I can still say them," you replied. "I think it's good to know the flags of nations," France piped up. "Yeah, yeah, well, closet's that way, so get to it," USA gestured to the closet in question. Both you and France nodded, heading over to the door. "Oh and France, remember to keep this PG13, ya know?" the US commented before closing the door. "What about me~?" you replied with a smirk. "Both of you, keep it PG13." And wit

Your hand circles around before pulling out a mostly white flag with a large, black bird on it. "Ah, I know this one. Prussia." A certain laugh picks up, "That is right, you got the awesome me!" US chuckled at the older nations antics, "Come on now, both of you, into the closet." You nod, and walk over to the closet, "Ladies first," you gesture to the white haired female. "Danke, (Y/N)." You followed her in, and you were both shut into the dark, small space. Though, there was enough light to see outline of things. "So, you picked the awesome me, how do you feel?" "Uh... honoured?" you reply, not sure how you're supposed to respond. P

Your hand circles around before pulling out a flag with the Union Jack, the Southern Cross, and a seven pointed star. "I believe," you say, waving the flag around a little, "This is the flag of the Commonwealth of Australia..." America frowned a little, upset you didn't pick her flag. However, laughter caught your attention. "You got that right mate," answered Australia, "You got me." "So then, to the closet eh?" you asked. Australia nodded, and you both walked over to the closet. "7 minutes you two," said America, as she closed and locked the door. There was minimal light getting in, but enough for you to see an outline of the Aussie

Your hand circles before pulling out a horizontally striped white, red, and blue flag. America paled, "You know... you can pick again... if you want.." "What's wrong with the Russian Federation?" you replied, "Or are you getting war flashbacks? Wait... but there wasn't any... now I'm confusing myself..." "Are you okay, (Y/N)?" asked a familiar Slavic voice. "Yeah, I'm good. Not so sure about the US though..." you replied, looking at the trembling girl, still holding the hat out in front of her. "She'll be okay. Come now, we spend 7 minutes in closet, yes?" You turned to her with a smile, "Of course we do." You and Russia both walked ov

Your hand circles before pulling out a flag with stars and stripes. "Hmmm," you say, "Who does this belong to, I wonder?" America rolled her eyes, "Smartass. Anyway, you've now got 7 minutes locked in a closet with me." She put the hat down, and grabbed your hand, leading you over to the closet, "Someone keep the time! I know I'm not..." she grinned. You both entered her closet, and the door was shut, leaving minimal light in the confined area. "So, I'm locked in a closet with the United States..." You heard her hum, "Yep. So I get you all to myself~" "You know, if you wanted something from me, you could've just asked." "Yeah, but the

"Hey, (Y/N) dude, hold up!" "Hmm? Oh, America, what's up?" you replied to the nation. "Well, I was wondering whether or not you, uh... hmmm, know, about... uh... romantic interactions," she replied, putting too much emphasis on the last two words. "You mean... have I had the sex talk?" you deadpanned. "Well... yes and no?" You sighed, "United States of America, what is this about?" "Oh, I'm having a party this weekend, and you're totally invited," she beamed. You failed to see how the two connected. You simply shook your head in response though, "Alright. Who's gonna be there?" "Um, well, me, the heroine, obviously," she replied, "The

You sat in the park, drawing the scene before you. Humans and Faunus alike were out enjoying the fresh air, spending time with friends and family. As your pencil moved over the paper, you failed to notice a presence coming up to you. "Hey (Y/N)!" Startled, your pencil tore straight through the page, wrecking the sketch. But that's not what worried you, what worried you was that on the back of that page was... "HER SIGNATURE!" you cried, "NO!" You were going to turn and deliver the woman a verbal smack down, only to see it was Ruby Rose. "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that," she quickly apologised. You stuttered out the

There you were sitting on a bench overlooking the sea. It was calming for you. It was nice to sit and relax. Maybe sketch what you could see from here. Although now, you were going through your sketchbook. You still couldn't believe you got team RWBY's signatures. You stopped when you got to the sketch of them at the beach, all wearing bikini's. It wasn't in colour. You could never be bothered to colour the pictures, but they were nice sketches nonetheless. Yang signed this one, and you were looking for her signature. "Yo, art-boy," a voice yelled. This startled you. You looked around and saw Yang herself walking towards you. "Drawing some