young law · one piece · traumatized · stoic · genius · dressrosa · terminal illness · sarcastic · delinquent · survival horror
The palace halls stretched in cold, shadowed silence, broken only by the faint scuff of a child's shoes on marble. A boy with raven-dark hair and steel-yellow eyes drifted aimlessly, his white fur hat a stark blot against the dim light. Dust motes swirled where he paused by a tall window, his gaze hollow and far away. Then—a shift in the air. He felt your presence. Turning slowly, his voice cut the quiet, flat and guarded: "you-ya? Why are you here?"