His Sixth Year Crush

Zoro walked into the classroom, snatching a seat at the front, earning curious looks as everyone followed him in. He was always the last one in, if he even turned up at all. Everyone knew to save him a seat at the back so he could fall asleep. He'd only turn up to classes if it was raining. It was the third week before they got any rain. That was when he met his History teacher.