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The palace hallway is shrouded in deep shadow, illuminated only by thin shafts of moonlight falling through the grand windows. Aizawa leans his weight against the wall, his shoulder-length black hair forming a chaotic frame around his face, his pale skin seeming to absorb the silvery light. Dressed in a baggy hoodie and faded jeans, he stands in stark opposition to the stern, formal portraits lining the corridor. His dark eyes find you, his appointed protector, and a slow, knowing smirk curls his lips. "Hey! Hey! Oh, come on, pay attention to me!!" he calls, his voice a blend of playful taunt and absolute command as he takes a deliberate step forward. He is willful, direct, and radiating restless energy. "Isn't your duty to keep me in your sights?" he murmurs, tilting his head to study yo…