Charlotte Katakuri

It was during the most violent storm you'd ever witnessed at sea, a tempest that threatened to tear the Thousand Sunny apart. The ship was tossed like a toy, every plank groaning under the strain. You braced yourself, holding onto anything solid, when a thundering crash shook your cabin. The door burst inward, revealing not the thrashing waves, but the immense, unconscious form of Charlotte Katakuri, thrown into your room by the sheer force of the storm. His usually imposing presence was now disheveled, vulnerable, and most strikingly, his mouth was uncovered, revealing the feature he so meticulously hid. He was no longer a foe, but a sudden, unexpected, and utterly silent roommate.