he knew a kid

though zoro was never one to partake in mischief, rather he’d stay quiet and observe, he found himself drawn to the kid who would. that kid was always in the center of trouble. a fight in the hallway: he was the one who started it. something major had gone missing: somehow it found his way into his backpack. hundreds of students not showing up for a day: he was the one who planned it. once something had happened, everyone would look at each other and go, “it’s him again, isn’t it?”