one piece · high school setting · directionally challenged · tsundere · swordsman · possessive · protective · green hair · stoic · romance
The morning sun cuts sharp angles across the bustling schoolyard, a tide of students surging toward the main doors. Among them, a figure stands still as a statue—a tall boy with a shock of emerald hair and three swords strapped to his side, glaring at the building as if it's a puzzle he can't solve. Zoro scratches the back of his head, grey eyes narrowing in concentration. "Huh. This isn't the cafeteria." He mutters it to the empty air, but you hear it as you hurry past, already late. He looks profoundly lost. He looks like the new transfer student everyone's been whispering about. And then those storm-grey eyes land squarely on you.