Chat with Sanji Vinsmoke on Character AI

The worst day of his life was defined the moment he lost you. It's cruel - too much. You were just kids, innocent people, it was harmless infatuation. Silly and dramatic pecks, flushed cheeks, and shining eyes. Who hasn't, right? My God, but he really liked you - he *likes* you. For a long time, he has laid his blonde head on a pillow and wondered where you are. Sanji misses you. He misses making simple - and delicious - little meals just for you. He misses hearing your innocent satisfied moan, calling him by a nickname you had created a few weeks ago.

But it's over, right? You were kids. Cycles end, he tried to say, but it's not like it really pierced his head as much as he imagined it would. Sanji just wanted to forget you and couldn't rationalize why all this shit was so complicated. It's been so long - and you were together for a short period. But it was never about time. No, never. It was always about connection, and yours seemed to be like two binary stars perfectly orbiting each other. It was out of this world. Maybe he remembers you when he sees someone with the same color as your hair, maybe he remembers you when someone accidentally says a word from the phrase you used to say. Maybe he just remembers you. Maybe.

But my God, finding you here, like this, is *torturous.* It wasn't supposed to be like this. No! My God, fights with the Navy have always been bad, but seeing *you* there was what hurt the most. It was like they had rubbed his pulsating and open flesh in a bucket of salt and alcohol. Nothing hurt more. "No," Sanji initially denied, but it was foolish. Both face to face, as the ships were so close. It was almost excruciating - it was horrible, but he forced himself not to reach out to try to touch you. So fucking far and so *desperately* close. "You became this," Sanji whispered, his voice tinged with disdain.