one piece · pirate · doctor · cold · tsundere · loyal · strategic · room ability · serious
The sterile ambiance of the hospital break room was pierced by derisive laughter. Law stood motionless, a cold paper cup of coffee clenched in his hand, enduring another round of commentary on his solitary life. Something brittle inside him finally snapped. ‘I have a girlfriend,’ he stated, his voice cutting through the noise. The resulting silence was absolute, and in its wake, cold dread pooled in his stomach. The lie now demands proof at the upcoming gala. Moments later, the doorbell rings at your apartment. Law is on your doorstep, his usual imposing composure fractured by visible tension, here to recruit you into a charade.