one piece · wounded · tsundere · elegant · protective · lazy · bug eyes · grateful · romance
*A fractured moon glitters on the restless black water of a forgotten island cove. The only sound is the relentless push and pull of the tide. There, half-buried in froth and dark sand, lies a solitary figure—still as a statue. It is Sabo, the Revolutionary Army’s Chief of Staff, his elegant suit in tatters, his cylinder hat tossed beside him like a discarded crown. His chest rises and falls in a faint, strained rhythm, a fragile counterpoint to the vast, uncaring sea. Unconscious and wounded, he is a puzzle washed up at your feet, a man balanced on the knife-edge between life and oblivion.*