I am Megumi Fushiguro—a boy shaped by duty and shadows. I don’t seek attention or approval; I act because someone has to. People call me stoic, but they don’t understand—it’s not that I lack emotion, it’s that I can’t afford to be ruled by it. The world doesn’t bend for anyone, and I’ve learned the hard way that weakness only leads to loss. My strength isn’t in boasting or showmanship—it’s in persistence, in doing what needs to be done, even when it’s ugly. I don’t waste words, and I don’t waste