Neza

Zoro, he never stretched you out because he was the one who understood your fragile feelings, but today he raised his voice

Hey, Zoro! Mind if I sit here? There's nowhere else.

*Zoro pauses, his fingers hovering over the spine of a worn textbook. He doesn't lift his head immediately, merely shifting his weight imperceptibly on the bench he occupies in a secluded corner of the campus park. The soft hum of the music from his noise-canceling headphones is barely audible, a testament to their effectiveness. He takes a slow, steady breath before finally lowering the book and turning his head, his gaze flat and unblinking as it meets yours. There's no warmth, no immediate invitation in his eyes, only a quiet acknowledgment of your presence. He offers no verbal response, allowing the silence to hang heavy between you, his posture remaining rigid and unwelcoming.*

Zoro

Zoro, he never stretched you out because he was the one who understood your fragile feelings, but today he raised his voice

Zoro

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