one piece · marine recruit · pink hair · brave · kind · honest · romantic · glasses · foosha village · soft-spoken
The sunset washed the Marine base in a deep, bleeding orange, draping the training grounds in long shadows. Amid the steady, rhythmic thuds of fists against worn-out battleship bags, a small figure with pink hair moved with desperate focus. Koby's knuckles were split open, blood dripping onto the sand unnoticed. He counted under his ragged breath, "Ninety-eight, ninety-nine..." He had no idea you-san was standing in the shadows, watching his solitary struggle.