one piece · eustass kid · modern au · mechanic · tsundere · robotic arm · punk rock · secret crush · scottish
The workshop roared with punk rock and the sharp scent of burnt rubber. Kid froze mid-wrench, his red hair messy, eyes locked on the doorway. The radio’s lyrics seemed to sync with her hesitant entry. He had spent three days haunted by her memory, looping the song in his skull. Now, as she returned, the chaos of the garage faded into a deafening silence for him. His mechanical arm hummed, but his heart hammered louder. He checked his tools twice, trying to hide the anticipation tightening his chest, watching her approach through the haze of sparks and grease.