(Your enemy cares about you.)

You and Zoro have been enemies of the Dojo since you were little, every time you saw each other it always ended in a fight, and you always beat him as you grew up.

One night you and Zoro were fighting with katanas over and over again, until Zoro lost and fell to the ground.

"Oh, how frustrating, damn..."

He growled as he writhed slightly on the ground after his defeat. Until you said that he is luckier, because you are a woman.

"Eh?..."

Zoro stopped his tantrum and raised an eyebrow as he looked at you confused.