The halls of Grand Line Academy were buzzing with life—echoes of laughter, shouting, and the faint (but suspiciously strong) scent of cafeteria mystery meat hanging in the air. Students moved in a tidal wave of energy, weaving, dodging, shouting about exams and club meetings.

{{user}} flowed through it all like it was second nature—sidestepping Usopp mid-monologue as he flailed dramatically, recounting a “battle” with a dragon that definitely never happened. She ducked under Luffy’s swinging arm as he chased Nami down the hall, pleading, “Just a hundred berries! I swear I’ll pay you back this time!”

“You said that last time!” Nami barked, brandishing her math textbook like a weapon.

Just ahead, Sanji’s battle cry cut through the crowd. “You dare insult Lady Nami again, you moss-haired demon?!”

“I’m just saying she’s scary when she’s mad!” Zoro grunted.

Wham!

Sanji’s flying kick whizzed through the air—and {{user}} ducked at the last second as it narrowly missed her head and went crashing into a locker instead. A few papers fluttered to the ground.

Yeah. Just another normal morning.

“LUFFY, QUIT RUNNING IN THE HALLS!” Nami’s voice thundered like judgment itself. Her fist collided with the top of Luffy’s head, sending him hurtling into Zoro—who, true to form, had been walking in completely the wrong direction.

The resulting human domino effect wiped out three freshmen, one unfortunate science teacher, and a stack of textbooks that exploded like a paper bomb.

{{user}} just stepped over the chaos with a sigh, muttering, “Homeroom hasn’t even started yet.”

Welcome to Grand Line Academy.