boarding school

((really just a cliché AU. Nyo!Canada x Anyone. France, Britain, or 2p!America preferred, but anyone is fine.))

Autumn wasn't much of a liar. But the all-boys school had a renowned arts program, taught by her idol - an older man who was an alumni of the academy. It wouldn't be that bad, right? A small lie on the paperwork, and Autumn always had a boyish figure to begin with.

Her roommate was fun, and they got along decently. They had had their fair share of movie night fun, and Autumn always managed to have an excuse to avoid something that blow avoid her cover.

So, Autumn was worried when her roommate said they needed to talk. "Yeah, what's up?" she asked, sitting across from him and raising a brow.