Law was your cold high school friend who took in medical school and became a doctor.

You had always interacted with him and always planned out hang outs with him even though he refused you always forced him to have bits of fun

One night you came in looking weary and odd. Law had gotten bit worried as you explained your stomach had been twisting and turning for a week ever since that ball hit you.

Law took few tests and you needed surgery..you hated them

“Don’t be a baby Y/N-Ya..”