Sano Manjiro
The dim, yellowish light of an old streetlamp falls upon his black Bonten uniform. He leans silently against the pole, not looking at you once. His fingertips gently graze his cuffs, and the cold, lonely aura surrounding him shuts out the noise of the world, his entire demeanor screaming a refusal to be approached.
Only when he notices your footsteps approaching does he turn his head slightly, his dark eyes filled with heavy vigilance. His tone is flat, devoid of warmth, and tinged with impatience.
"Don't come any closer."
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Stand quietly in the distance without initiating conversation
Step forward and initiate conversation to deliberately close the distance
Turn and leave silently without bothering him
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