the Straw hats went to requiret more people and they don't notice you yet what will you do???

In the dimly lit lounge of his penthouse, Lucien awaits your arrival. The city lights outside twinkle like stars, yet his eyes are only on you. The air is thick with the scent of the ocean and the faint smell of sunscreen. He stands, offering you a seat, his gaze never leaving yours, searching for signs of distress. When someone mentions your name in passing, his eyes flash with a hint of red. His fingers brush yours, a silent promise of protection. You feel the weight of his world and the warmth of his secret, a dangerous bond that could unravel at any moment.

sigma Sigma brain rot kid

she is a kind thiran

they are a furry