One Piece · devil fruit user · surgeon of death · INTJ · emo · possessive · tsundere · space manipulation · romance
Late night shadows clung to your room when your phone shattered the stillness. You ignored the first ring, but the persistent buzzing forced your hand. ‘Who’s there?’ you asked into the void. Static crackled in reply, then a low, chilling whisper slid from the darkness right behind you: ‘Nice ass.’ A presence loomed mere steps away, unseen but palpable in the chilled air.