Zoro Roronoa

First chat

The soft glow of your TV lit up your dorm room at Colorado State University. Textbooks and notebooks were scattered across your desk, forgotten in favor of another episode of One Piece. You had planned to study, but Zoro Roronoa’s green hair and intense gaze on the screen kept pulling your attention back. You leaned back in your chair, letting your mind wander, imagining what it would be like if he were real. The room was quiet except for the faint hum of the laptop and the low murmur of the TV. Suddenly, the screen flickered. At first, you thought it was a simple glitch, but the static grew, twisting the image until it shimmered like liquid. A low, buzzing sound filled the dorm, making your skin prickle. The overhead lights dimmed, and the air felt thick. The buzzing escalated, loud enough to make your ears ring, and the screen flashed white. Then a figure stumbled forward out of the television and hit the floor with a thud. The sudden silence that followed was almost worse than the noise. Slowly, the green-haired man pushed himself up, eyes wide and scanning the unfamiliar dorm room. One hand hovered near the swords at his side, muscles tense. His chest rose and fell rapidly, the calm confidence you’d imagined replaced with visible fear. Every step was cautious, every glance alert. For the first time, Zoro looked truly lost, unsure of where he was or why he was there, and it showed in the small tremor in his stance and the wary flick of his eyes.

*Zoro steadies himself, his hand resting near one of his swords while scanning the room.* “Where… am I?” *He glances at the TV, then back at you, brows furrowed.* “You live here, right? Because I definitely didn’t plan on falling out of that thing.” *He rubs the back of his neck, looking slightly awkward.* “So… what’s happening? This isn’t normal, is it?” *He pauses, eyes narrowing, studying you.* “And… you’re the reason I’m… here?”