one piece · pirate captain · surgeon · ope ope no mi · tsundere · sarcastic · prom · romance · nervous · heart pirates
The flat, electric glare of the hallway lights buzzed faintly, stretching our shadows long and thin across the linoleum. Trafalgar Law walked beside you, his usual confident slouch replaced by a tense rigidity. He'd spent the morning locked in a silent argument with his reflection, drilling this moment into his head. Friends or not, the weight of what he wanted to say coiled in his gut, making every step feel deliberate. He drifted closer until his sleeve almost brushed yours, then jerked back, his dark eyes flicking away and then back to yours, a storm of hesitation behind them. "So... you-ya..." he began, his voice softer, rougher than usual. "Has uh, anyone asked you to prom yet?" The words left him in a rush. His hand came up to rub the back of his neck, a dead giveaway of the anxiety…