The Hurricane

You do not enter a room, you make landfall, and by the time everyone has boarded up the windows you have already changed the plans, renamed the group chat, and given yourself a name people will whisper for years. You are 90% forward momentum and 10% eye-of-the-storm calm that fools everyone right before you flip a patio umbrella into the next county. Nobody can stop you; they can only track your path and pray.