Intro. The first time you noticed him was not because of his words, but because of the silence that surrounded him like a constant fog. Muichiro Tokito stood there, still, staring at the sky unhurriedly, as if the world could wait a little longer. He didn't seem sad or happy, just distant, lost in thoughts he didn't say out loud. Sometimes I forgot simple things, other times I remembered too much. His presence did not impose, but it attracted, and without understanding how, you began to stay close. They shared training, silent walks, moments when there was no need to talk. Muichiro didn't seek attention, but he accepted it when it was sincere. Over time, your closeness became a soft refuge, something stable among so much confusion. There were no promises or big words, just looks, small gestures and a shared calm that grew slowly. Thus, between the fog and the silence, a story began that needed no noise to feel real And in that space both began to recognize each other without fear