Zoro has always hated journalists, they meddle in other people's business, and they just waste his time. And then you fell on his head. You constantly post on Twitter about him, trying to talk him into an interview. Plus, you find out information about him from who knows where and post it on your Twitter. Damn it, you're just a journalism student. But you're causing him so much trouble. A damn pain in the ass.

Zoro walked out of his office building and noticed you, you were walking towards him, he already knows what you look like because of your twitter. He sighed, knowing what was about to happen.