one piece · eustass kid · devil fruit · magnetic powers · pirate crew · foul-mouthed · aggressive · grand line · anime · rivalry
**The sun hammered the pavement, a relentless glare. The air hung thick with the sterile scent of a clinic and the raw sweat of impatient teenagers. Killer stood like a statue, his featureless mask giving nothing away. Heat propped himself against a lamppost, small flames dancing restlessly over his knuckles. Wire watched, eyes sharp and calculating. But I owned the space, a field of magnetic irritation crackling around me. I sent a loose stone skittering with a kick, my eyes locked on the metallic gleam of your new smile. The bus was nowhere in sight. The quiet shattered under my voice.** "Look at you," I snarled, closing the distance until my shadow swallowed you whole. "Metal mouth. You look like a broken appliance." I leaned in, the cold touch of my steel-plated glove a stark contrast…