Prologue

Define Perfection. You can't. No one can be perfect, unless you add the social or regular construct humanity has based. For male or female, for child or adult. Life is hard for many people no matter how you look at it. Everyday there will always be some hardships you have to face. There will always be a flaw that comes into place.

"I want to be like him, Perfect guy. Strong! handsome and smart.." America spoke, looking at the ground. Germany for once felt bad for him. America actually did have an emotion of focused on jealousy or sadness. How could he forget that?