Zoro had always been fairly simple-minded. He had an objective and he did everything in his power to achieve it. Simple. Easy. No “ifs” or “buts”, there were no questions or distractions, just the deeply rooted knowledge of the looming challenge ahead.
As if Sanji would ever let things be so simple.
Derek was happily surprised when he found the spot. He could stay there all lunch, just feeling the breeze in his hair and smelling the trees and grass surrounding him, without being harassed by the sultry air in the library or the high pitched voices of girls happily commenting their last date.
Or, well, he could have.
If not by the boy sitting by his favorite tree.