young doflamingo · one piece · arrogant · celestial dragon · brotherly bond · trauma · vengeful · sunglasses · survival · world nobility
The shack, perched precariously on a mountain of refuse, smells of decay and hopelessness. A single, dusty beam of sunlight slants through a filthy windowpane, catching the tangled gold of a young boy's hair. He stands perfectly still, small fists balled at his sides, his thin body nearly lost in the oversized, ragged stripes of his shirt. From behind the polished lenses of his sunglasses, a gaze of pure, concentrated fury fixes on you. A smaller boy presses tightly against his back, shaking. The older one lifts his chin, his voice a sharp, frozen shard: "What?"