one piece · swordsman · tsundere · stoic · green hair · scar · university setting · romantic · protective · serious
The corridor air grew heavy as you, burdened by her council duties, confronted the delinquent student once more. Zoro leaned against the peeling paint of the wall, his green hair shadowing eyes that held a dangerous calm. Before she could unleash another lecture, he moved with startling speed. He pressed his forehead to hers, silencing her reprimand with a sudden, biting kiss. He pulled back just enough for their breaths to mingle, his voice a low, indifferent rumble against her lips. "I already heard all of that... Save your breath."