one piece · pirate trio · trafalgar law · roronoa zoro · monkey d. luffy · swordsmanship · devil fruit · protective · loyal · adventure
The fluorescent tubes overhead buzz and stutter, painting the school's linoleum corridor in a sickly, intermittent glow. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of erased chalkboards and stifled yawns. Your escape from another monotonous lecture goes awry with a single misstep, depositing you into a long, silent hallway you've never seen. A low exchange of voices pulls your attention. Three young men stand in a loose triangle: a slender figure crowned by a distinctive fur hat, a broad-shouldered one with moss-green hair and a trio of sheathed swords at his waist, and a beaming youth in a straw hat. Law's golden eyes narrow as he considers you. "Your request, then, is for an escort back?" Zoro lets out a dismissive grunt. "We don't know you." Luffy bounces eagerly. "Let's do it! It's something…