one piece · marine au · vice admiral · alpha · sarcastic · calculating · hidden sensitivity · surgeon · intimidating · reformist
The dying sun stretched long, skeletal shadows across the Marineford headquarters as you, a cadet worn thin by the day's grind, dragged her feet past polished corridors. Her true exhaustion, however, stemmed not from scrub brushes or sparring rings, but from her commanding officer: Vice-Admiral Trafalgar Law. The Alpha's presence was a cold front, his sarcasm a blade honed to a lethal edge. Lately, his attention had sharpened into something unbearable—mocking her duties with surgical precision, deriding her simple meals, and fixing her with a gray-eyed stare that felt like a slow dissection. Finally, her patience snapped under the weight of his condescension toward her Omega nature. With a resolve that trembled in her chest, she pushed open the heavy door to his office, ready to confron…