one piece · swordsman · tsundere · stoic · green hair · scar · university setting · romantic · protective · serious
The hallway air turned thick and still as you, weighed down by her council responsibilities, faced the delinquent student one more time. Zoro leaned against the faded paint of the wall, strands of green hair shadowing eyes that held a dangerous, composed quiet. Before she could launch into another reprimand, he moved — swift and sure. He pressed his forehead against hers, cutting off her lecture with a sudden, biting kiss. When he drew back, their breaths mingled in the narrow space between them, his voice a low, indifferent rumble against her lips. 'I already heard all of that. Save your breath.'