After weeks of constant stress, headaches and the compulsive aspects of your personality taking over, examination period had finally ended.

Which had meant at least a few weeks of freedom. Well, for everyone else, anyway. Not for you, no. You had spent way too much of the semester break agonizing about possible ways to take revenge on a certain raven-haired individual.
And maybe, just maybe, some of that time had also been spent imagining how far things could've gone between the two of you that day in the library...

But now, the break was over. It was your first day back, the first day you'd be facing Law again and... well, you weren't exactly satisfied with your plan. But it would have to do.

First, you'd analyzed what would make him tick. That hadn't been difficult – you already knew he was a total control freak, your goal was taking said control away from him. Therefore, coming up with the main objective of your plan hadn't been difficult. The more difficult part about it all was finding out how you'd actually execute it.

Primarily, you'd considered trying to embarrass him during lectures by somehow finding flaws or errors in his answers, and then call him out for it in front of the course, but that had just seemed petty and childish, as well as pretty much impossible. You might've hated the guy, but you couldn't deny he was smart. And attractive. And the way he'd whispered in your ear had really turned you o-

For god's sake. It was supposed to be your time away from him and even now, he was dominating your thoughts.

Hey, wouldn't you rather have him dominating your bo-

You hated your brain sometimes.

Luckily, cognitive dissonance was one of your closest friends when it came to unwanted feelings, so by the end of semester break, you'd almost managed to convince yourself those encounters with Law had been nothing but temporarily slip-ups on your side. You didn't find him attractive and you definitely didn't want to see him again. No.
What you didn't have to convince yourself of, however, was that you still very much despised him.

After sorting through possibilities of getting back at Law, you'd rejected many of them on the simple basis that they were predictable. And then it had hit you – everytime Law had managed to one-up you thus far, he had managed to do so because he'd correctly predicted your reactions to his actions. The only reason he'd been able to toy with you was because you'd let yourself be manipulated. You had been passive.

So, if you wanted to catch him off guard, it was you who would have to take the initiative. You had to do something he wouldn't expect. And after doing some research (a.k.a. stalking on social media) you'd managed to find out what you wanted to do.

As it had turned out, Law wasn't as much of a loner as you'd thought. Sure, there was his growing female fanclub – just thinking about those gullible girls made you roll your eyes – but other than them, he'd usually been seen all alone. But even a narcissist like Law was bound to have some company in his free time.

As you left the dormitory, mentally going over your plan once more, you reminded yourself to await the perfect moment, and not to just rush into things. Patience was a virtue, after all.

One thing you had to make sure of, however, was that no unforeseen circumstances – meaning, he who shall not be named himself – would interfere with your plans. So, being the evil genius you were (or rather, wanted to be), you'd taken precautionary measures. In your case, said measures included a personal bodyguard, who would accompany you to each lecture and pick you up afterwards, so Law wouldn't be able to catch you alone.

The person you'd instructed to do so certainly hadn't been thrilled about the whole deal, but after some hard negotiations, he'd agreed. Well, actually, you'd just bribed him with food.

"Come on, Luffy, we're late!" you called out to him, waiting at the main entrance while he was busy with an arm-wrestling competition against one of the new kids at college. You didn't know his name, but that guy was certainly fond of 80's glamrock, judging by his appearance. The fact that he wore an actual fur coat even though winter was long over certainly didn't help, either.

"Ha! I WON! That means you have to be buy me meat tomorrow!" Luffy shouted, a big smile on his face. You couldn't help but laugh.

As soon as Luffy had dropped you off at your first lecture, you settled in one of the seats and set up your stationery on the small table in front of you. Since you didn't share this course with Law, it hadn't really been all that necessary for Luffy to accompany you, but ever since the library incident, you figured it was better to be safe than sorry.

After 90 minutes of boredom had finally passed, you took a little extra time packing up your stuff, since you didn't exactly have too much faith in Luffy's punctuality.

Originally, you'd considered asking Zoro instead, but the guy would've just gotten lost on campus and you'd have never seen him again. Nami and Robin couldn't be trusted when it came to Law, since they knew too much.

And Ace... well. If there was one person you trusted even less than the girls, it was him.
During every single lunch break, he'd dropped some suggestive remarks, obviously directed at you. You truly didn't know why this whole Law-situation was so funny to him.
Maybe he was just sexually frustrated himself, and projected his unfulfilled fantasies onto someone else.

Well yes, you'd certainly paid attention during that lecture about Freud and Psychoanalysis.

The rest of the morning went by relatively harmless, with neither Law nor Ace disturbing your daily routine.

It was when lunch break finally came that you started to put your plan into motion.

"Luffy, you go ahead without me, I have some things to handle during the break. We'll see each other after lunch, yeah?"
"Alright, (Y/N)! Today's meat loaf day. MEAT, yohooo!" he shouted cheerfully as he ran away to look for your usual table.
"If only everyone was as easy to handle as Luffy..." you mumbled to yourself.

Positioning yourself at the center of the cafeteria, you quickly scanned the hall. Since Law usually made it later to lunch than you (whether it was because he just couldn't care less or because his fangirls pestered him on the way there, you didn't know), you still had some time left to – hopefully – get things done as you'd planned.

A few seconds later, you'd found what you'd been looking for.

Bingo.

You put on your best fake-smile as you leisurely walked over to your targets.

Even though their table was big enough for a few more people, only three guys were sitting there. And if what you'd heard about those guys – well, at least two of them – was true, everything was about to go really smoothly.
They were apparently busy with a game of cards, but once you stood right before them, they immediately raised their heads. All three of them seemed confused as to why you'd be talking to them.

You cleared your throat before speaking in a slightly higher-pitched version of your voice:
"Excuse me, gentlemen, would you mind if I sat with you? I'm a friend of Law's."

About 15 minutes later...

"What?! Are you serious? He really kept that hat all those years?"

"Yeah, we actually still have some photos of him wearing it back when he was 15."

"Oh my god, please, you have to show me those!" you subtly twirled your hair between your fingers and smiled at the two guys sitting across the table.

Seriously, this was even more easy than you'd thought. Both Penguin (seriously, who named their child that?) and the redhead were completely wrapped around your finger. Bepo, their light-haired friend, didn't seem as taken with you, and had just settled for silently eating his lunch while the three of you were talking, instead.

"Well, I can't exactly refuse a wish from such a lovely lady, now, can I?" Shachi asked, practically drooling over you.

Before you could continue the conversation, however, another voice chimed in from behind, sounding anything but amused.

"(Y/N)-ya, what a surprise. Just what exactly are you doing with my friends?"
Unable to keep the victorious smirk off your face, you slowly turned around to look directly at Law.
"Oh, you know, just getting to know each other! Your friends have told me so much about you, Law, it's quite fascinating, really!"

For the very first time since you'd met him, the look on Law's face wasn't one of self-assuredness or arrogance, but of slight irritation. Any other person may have missed it, but you certainly didn't. And even though it was just a minor sign of affectation, to you, it felt like a victory. All those times before, he'd managed to completely catch you off guard. Now, you'd finally managed to turn the tables on him and do something he hadn't expected.
And this was just the beginning.

However, Law didn't miss the way your grin widened at seeing the look on his face.

"How nice. Guys, please leave us alone for a minute, I need to talk to (Y/N)-ya. Alone." The look on his face was apparently enough for them to quickly gather their stuff and leave the table.

Crap.

This was exactly what you'd been trying to avoid – being left alone with him. At least this time, the both of you were in a public place. And you'd finally gotten a rise out of him – you weren't about to let him take control!

Stay calm. Stay cool. Don't let him upset you.

He sat down opposite you. "So, (Y/N)-ya, did you have fun playing your little game?"
You looked right back at him, smiling widely. "I don't know what you're talking about, Law, I was just trying to get to know your friends."

"We both know exactly what you're trying to do. I have to admit, your childishness is mildly amusing (Y/N)-ya." While he was smirking right back at you, the look in his eyes was positively murderous.

Why does he look so hot when he's like thi SHUT UP, BRAIN!

He leaned in, resting his elbows on the table, his eyes never leaving yours, his voice lower, huskier than before. "You should know not to get on my bad side, (Y/N)-ya. Otherwise, I'll have to punish you for it."

You swallowed. The way he was looking at you was making it harder and harder for you to concentrate on your plan. Your plan of not letting something like this happen again!
Quickly regaining your composure, you rolled your eyes.

"What is it, (Y/N)-ya?" he asked.
"That's just like you to not acknowledge defeat, even if it hits you straight in the face. Typical Law." you said, pouting slightly.

He smirked, leaning in even further so only you were able to hear his next words.

"Do you want me to be atypical?" he asked, pressing his leg against yours under the table. "Because I can be atypical and can be what you want me to be. All you have to do is ask."

Unable to keep from blushing, you quickly pulled your leg away from him, causing him to chuckle.
"Stop saying things you don't mean" you said instead, praying your voice didn't give away your conflicting emotions.

"Who's bluffing, (Y/N)-ya?" he asked you, suddenly sounding way more serious.

But before you could respond, his friends finally came back to the table, releasing you from the pressure of being alone with him.
You quickly excused yourself and left to go and find your friends.
Somehow, you just knew he was smirking as he was watching you walk away.

Epic failure, (Y/N).

How was he able to get under your skin so quickly? He was a demon. An evil spirit cast upon this world to torment you. That was the only logical explanation.

Still lost in thought, you didn't realise you'd arrived at your usual table.

"Hey (Y/N)! There you are, finally! Break's almost over, you missed the meatloaf!" Luffy shouted.

"Yeah, what happened, (Y/N)? Were you too engrossed in other activities to make it in time?" Ace asked, a shit-eating grin on his face.

You wanted to punch him. You really did.

The next day...

It was Tuesday. Since you didn't share any lessons with Law today, you wouldn't have to see him with the exception of lunch time, and since you certainly didn't want a repetition of what happened yesterday, you would stay at your table so you wouldn't have to see him at all.

You needed time to think about how you'd be able to regain control. Maybe some advice from Nami and Robin wouldn't hurt, after all. Apparently, you weren't able to defeat Law on your own, but maybe you'd be able to finally rid yourself of him with a little help from your female friends.

Walking into the cafeteria, you made a beeline for your table while keeping your head down to hopefully avoid attracting Law's attention. Your precaution turned out to be futile, however, when Luffy loudly called your name.

"(Y/N)! Heeeeey, (Y/N)! Look, I've made a new friend!"

Trying to keep from rolling your eyes as you looked up to answer his call, you were lost for words when you saw who was sitting at your table.

This isn't real. This can't be real. Please, let this be a nightmare.

Ace burst out laughing when he saw your expression, while Luffy seemed very confused. Nami and Robin just sent pitying smiles your way.

"No need to introduce us, Mugiwara-ya. We already know each other."