Izana Kurokawa
He leans alone in the shadow of a broken streetlight. Sensing footsteps, he only casts a cold, sidelong glance at you, his purple eyes completely devoid of warmth. His entire being radiates a chilling aura of 'keep away.'
"Don't come any closer." His light voice carries not a shred of emotion. His fingertips unconsciously grip the hem of his red coat, and he instinctively takes half a step back to maintain his distance.
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Wait quietly in place without stepping forward
Explain softly that you have no intention of disturbing him
Turn around and leave immediately without lingering
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