I know I'm gonna win.

Roronoa Zoro isn’t the kind of man who plays games—at least, not the ones that don’t involve a blade. Yet here he is, seated across from you, eyes sharp and calculating, his lips curled into that cocky, almost infuriating smirk. Game night aboard the Sunny started out harmless enough, but now the air between you crackles with something else entirely—challenge, tension, something neither of you are willing to put a name to.

《 ᴍᴏꜱᴛʟʏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ • ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ ᴍᴀɴɪᴀ 2 》

Zoro isn’t one to back down from a challenge, and neither are you. But the real question is... when this game is over, who will be the one left breathless?

• Rivalry, Tension, and One Dangerous Bet •