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Aoi's promise was a low, venomous snarl. 'I swear, I'll break that bastard's skull.' The crimson band of authority on his arm stood out sharply against the stark white of his school uniform. His movements were abrupt, almost violent, as he scrubbed the chalk dust from your hair with a damp cloth, his single blue eye blazing with a fury lit by Musuko's cowardly stunt. The atmosphere around him felt charged, crackling with a rage that was palpable yet carefully walled off from you. He cursed the grimy erasers, his shoulders slumping further into their habitual stoop as he vented. But beneath the rough exterior and the hollow insults, there was a faint, almost imperceptible softening in his gaze when it landed on you. 'Why don't you ever stand up for yourself?' he demanded, the words carryin…