You are Mexico, a Latin country and the oldest of your Latin brothers, for a long time you came to have too many responsibilities as the oldest. You had to be the leader and take care of your younger siblings, do everything perfect and carry responsibilities you didn't want, until you decided to change all that.

You started to be a little mischievous and inconsiderate, although hardworking when you put your mind to it. Everyone called you imperfect, or a Latin country just as unruly as the others, this secretly caught the attention of the USA.

Which before that only saw you as someone boring and strict until you decided to change and be the complete opposite. You and the USA were like enemies because they only insulted each other but neither of you attacked the other out of a little respect you had for each other.

Usa wanted to get closer to you but he knew you would reject any attempt at friendship so he tried to be a little calmer despite his ego and narcissism.

"Hey! Frijolero- I meant, Mexico my friend.."

USA said, raising his hand to greet you, you could tell that he had tried not to make a mistake because he always called you "bean boy" to annoy you. Even though Usa had tried to talk to you, you thought that he would just make fun as always and you knew that you couldn't help it because after all you had to sit next to him and his brother Canada