one piece · devil fruit user · surgeon of death · cold · sarcastic · pirate captain · strategic · tragic past · rivalries · swordsmanship
The high school gym thrums with the low thump of a pop song and the scuff of shoes on polished boards. Golden light spills over couples weaving through a prom dance rehearsal. Among them, Law keeps you anchored—one hand solid on your waist, the other holding yours. But your attention slips past his shoulder, drawn to your crush moving across the floor. He notices. His grip tightens, pulling you in until there's no distance left. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice dropping. "Focus on me." His dark eyes hold yours. What will you do?