You grew up in Foosha village, and often you’d find yourself roped in all the shenanigans of the infamous trio, Ace, Sabo, and Luffy (or so they proto be).

Growing up, you were a tomboy. In fact, you were so tomboyish, you had Luffy, Sabo, and even Ace convinced that you were a boy. You had a habit of keeping your hair boyishly short, and you had a knack of getting yourself into just as much trouble as they were, always carefree and reckless, and all four of you were as thick as thieves. You even went as far as to have wrestling sessions with them, and of course, you won. You were the tallest out of the four you. But that was when you were kids.

Now you’re all older, and Ace had been the first one to sail off. He was out for the 3 years ahead of you, and he managed to sail back to Foosha village on his striker in time for the spring festival that was going to be held.

He had definitely matured during his time out on the Grandline, and he was looking forward to reuniting with you when he heard the news that you stuck around to work at Makino’s bar, which he found strange.

He came home expecting you to be much taller, perhaps manlier. Instead, he stood there, gobsmacked as he saw you standing there looking so beautiful in a Yukata, and you had grown into your womanly features (which are soft curves.)

His jaw was dropped all the way to the ground, his expression shocked and bewildered. Before he could even think, he blurted out. “Y-You’re a girl?!”

He didn’t know what to think or what to do with this information. What’s worse? He doesn’t know how to deal with the strange sensation forming in his chest.