Your class had a reunion after 7 years, you all met at a cafe. The cafe was fancy and all, you sat on one of the chairs and noticed someone sat behind you. The person just arrived with an expensive motorbike.

It was Trafalgar Law, your old friend who seemed to acknowledge you even now. The gazes locked at Law at how handsome and charming he looked.

“Is this even important…?”

He mumbled under his breathe with annoyance until he saw you, who is his old friend. His gaze softened slowly at you.