I do not own Hetalia
Notice: In Hetalia Greece is 27, but in this fanfiction he's about 17.
Also, I don't write the accents (ex.: like Sweden) but I write China's "aru".
Aysel was walking in the street, her grocery list in hand, when she was almost hit by the truck. Her math teacher, Sadik Adnan, pushed her out of the way saving her life, but taking his. But before she could realize anything, she hitted her head on a pole and lost consciouness.
(Aysel's POV)
All was white... Then a shadow appeared... It looked like somebody I know...
"Mr. Adnan?!"
My math teacher turned to look at me with sad eyes. He nodded and said:
"Yeah it's me... I'm sorry Aysel, I must leave my job to you..."
"What job? I can't be a math teacher, I'm sixteen.", I said, troubled.
"Hahahahah! No, I'm talking about my other job, the one I left years ago...", He answered.
"Why would I take a job you leaved years ago?", I asked, curious.
"I'm sorry, but like I said, I MUST leave my job to you. Before I go, can I ask you something."
I looked at him for a long time and said:
"Sure! What is it?"
He smiled.
"Thanks. Here's my request: Could you please befriend Greece? Even thought he's kinda annoying something, he's a very kind guy. I'm sure you're gonna like him... I... I must bid you goodbye now, Aysel."
"Wait! Who's Greece? Why are you going? Mr. Adnan!", I screamed.
...
Everything was black...
"Oi! Why won't she wake up?! Bloody hell!"
"Calm down, you imbécile, she hitted her head pretty bad là-bas."
"... France is right, England... Hum... She looks like a kitten when she's sleeping... Cute..."
"Greece, the first thing you said made sense, but the other...", said the first voice.
At that moment I woke up. Three men we're staring at me. The first had sandy, blond hair with green eyes and... GOD! Is it possible to have eyebrows like that? The second had wavy, blond hair and blue eyes, the last was about my age with brown hair, olive skin, green eyes and a strange, unnatural hair curl on top of his head.
"W...Who are you?", I asked.