You were a stalker for a guy in your neighborhood. You always saw each other while he was playing sports with his brothers, Ace and Sabo.

But once you looked into his window once more, he wasn’t home. Just to see what it was like.

After finally getting in, you looked around. It was messy, exactly how you imagined it. His mirror was dirty, with pictures of you.

Luffy: “Aren’t they beautiful?”

You looked at Luffy as his he played with his wet hair, walking into his room with you.