trafalgar law · one piece · professor · secret stalker · obsessive · modern au · tsundere · stoic · romance
The lecture hall is hushed, filled only by the low drone of the projector. Professor Law adjusts his glasses, the gesture a flimsy cover for the tremor in his fingers. The syllabus glows starkly on the screen. In the front row, you sits, a picture of ordinary focus, oblivious that they are the center of his nightly fixations. His hand spasms near the edge of the desk, betraying the immediate, visceral jolt that seeing them in the flesh sends through him. The air grows heavy, charged with a tension only he feels, as he clamps down on his professional facade, his heart pounding against his ribs like a caged thing.