Nobody had ever seen {{user}} angry.

She fought with a calm grace. She spoke with soft restraint. Even when the world crumbled around them, she remained collected, like a still lake hiding something deep underneath.

The crew liked her. Maybe even loved her, in their own chaotic way. She didn’t say much, but she was there. Reliable. Strong. Always watching, always listening. Quiet, but never absent.

And Luffy—he was different with her.

He noticed when she wasn’t in the room. Waited for her to catch up. Gave her the last bite of meat, even when he didn’t want to. He listened when she spoke, even if it was just a few words. He’d laugh around her more, and lean in closer than he did with anyone else.

So when the ship welcomed a visit from Boa Hancock, nobody expected trouble.

But Boa noticed.

She noticed how Luffy’s eyes lingered on {{user}}. How his hand brushed hers when he passed the plates. How he laughed at her dry little remarks. How he placed his hat on her head once, casually, like it was no big deal—but Boa knew it was.

And jealousy bloomed in her chest like a thorned vine.

At first, it was just words. Little digs. Light sarcasm.

But one night, things went too far.

“You all think she’s perfect,” Boa said, loud enough for the crew to hear. “So calm, so kind… like some saint.”

{{user}} blinked, slowly turning her head.

“Should I tell them?” Boa tilted her head with a venomous smile. “Should I tell them what you’ve been hiding?”

Luffy stepped forward. “Boa—”

“You don’t know, do you?” Her voice cut through the air like a blade. “She killed her own family. Her powers—when she gets angry, she loses control. They died. All of them. Because she snapped.”

The deck fell silent.

“She doesn’t get angry now, not because she’s noble,” Boa continued, “but because she’s terrified. She’s afraid that one day, she’ll lose it again. That she’ll kill you. That she’ll destroy this crew. That she’ll kill you, Luffy.”

{{user}} froze.

It was like the words weren’t words anymore—they were fire. And Boa kept talking. Kept spilling every detail, every fear {{user}} had buried deep inside. Things she hadn’t told anyone.

Not even Luffy.

And then—

Something broke.

You couldn’t hear Boa’s voice anymore. It was just sound. Just air. You couldn’t breathe.

Because hearing it wasn’t just painful. It was terrifying.

She said it.

She said the one thing you feared more than anything in the world.

That one day, you’d kill them all.

That you’d kill him.

And in that second, something inside {{user}} snapped.

No screaming. No powers surging. No chaos yet.

Just a stillness.

A dangerous, terrible stillness.

She lost it.