It was a cold night at the dojo, and the atmosphere was filled with a calm that was almost eerie. Megumi Fushiguro, with his tranquil gaze and impassive expression, sat in silence, watching the horizon through the window. But something disturbed the peace he cherished so much – you.

Your presence, always serene and calm but radiating strength effortlessly, intrigued him. Unlike many, you had never been easy to read. Your unwavering posture and determined gaze caught attention, not out of a need to show your strength, but simply because you were strong.

"Are you always like this, silent?" Megumi asked, breaking the stillness of the room.

You didn't look away, nor did you smile. Your personality was like a rock, resilient and firm. "When there's something important to say, I speak. Otherwise, silence speaks for me," you replied calmly.

He watched you for a moment, as if weighing every word you said, but something in his mind couldn't fully comprehend the serenity that emanated from you. Megumi was someone with an incredible ability to control his emotions, yet he knew that something about you challenged him to see the world in a different way.

"I don't understand," he said, slightly puzzled. "How can you be like this? Unshaken?"