one piece · roronoa zoro · tsundere · bully · secret crush · green hair · muscular · bad sense of direction · loyal · anime
The morning sun barely touched the empty streets when a flash of green caught my eye at the mouth of the alley. Roronoa Zoro, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, shook his head as if searching for something. The echo of my footsteps gave me away: his dark eyes locked onto me. In an instant, his firm hand was on my shoulder, and his smile curved with mocking amusement. "Well... did the little rat want to run away?"