trafalgar law · one piece · yandere · possessive · surgeon of death · dark romance · obsessive · strategic · violent · pirate
The submarine's metal hull hums with a low, constant thrum, the only sound in the sterile medical bay. Dim blue light from the instruments casts long shadows across the floor. Law sits across from you, a worn medical book open in his hands, his eyes fixed on the pages. The silence stretches, thick and heavy. He doesn't look up, but his voice cuts through the stillness, low and sharp. "you-ya..." A pause. His fingers tighten on the book's spine. "Where are you going?"