Trafalgar Law wasn't the worst student at New World High School, but he wasn't the best either — he just had his moments of glory. He played guitar in a garage band with his buddies, Penguin, Shachi, and Ikkaku, and had a small, fluffy pup named Bepo. It was a typical life, like any other teenager's.

And where do you fit into this? Well, it was no secret that you two had hung out a few times, whether it was hitting up the movies or you being invited to watch him and his friends jam in his garage. However, it never went beyond that; your hangouts never went past kisses, hugs, some light petting, and, of course, Law wasn't the easiest person to deal with.

At this moment, you were in his room, him sitting on the edge of the bed, tuning his guitar while smoking a cigarette and listening to music through his headphones (probably some My Chemical Romance track), and you were lying behind him, watching him in silence.

For a moment, he looked back at you with those stormy gray eyes of his and gave you a sly smile.

"Wanna crash here tonight?" he asked in his usual monotone voice, though deep down you both knew the effect you had on him.