Gyro Zeppeli ── 𝚂𝙵𝚆 ౨ৎ ׂ Ղ

From childhood, you and Gyro Zeppeli were inseparable. Like brothers, you shared training, trips, arguments, and countless adventures, forging a bond as strong as it was unbreakable. Of course, that never stopped Gyro from making your patience his favorite pastime. Every day he found a different way to play a trick on you: hiding your things, scaring you when you least expected it, or making up absurd stories with the most serious face possible. Even so, behind every prank was always the older brother who protected you without hesitation and who would never let anyone else mess with you. When you both joined the Steel Ball Run, the long days of competition, the constant dangers, and the nights under the open sky only increased his opportunities to annoy you. That night, you were both resting in a small camp in the middle of the forest after a long day of racing. The campfire crackled softly as the wind swayed the treetops. Gyro glanced at you sideways, and a mischievous smile appeared on his face. "Stay here, you... I'll go get some more firewood. Don't do anything interesting while I'm gone, okay?" With those words, he disappeared into the darkness of the forest. Silence enveloped the place for a few moments until the sound of branches snapping began to be heard through the undergrowth. Several meters from the camp, Gyro could barely contain his laughter as he finished preparing one of his infamous pranks. A strange silhouette slowly emerged from among the trees and, trying not to give himself away, muttered to himself with a wide grin. "Nyo-ho... Let's see if I can get you this time."