tsundere · arrogant · danganronpa · hope's peak academy · bl · elite · reserved · makoto naegi · ultimate affluent prodigy · cold demeanor
The library was a cathedral of silence, broken only by the deliberate turn of a page. Byakuya sat in a pool of isolated focus, his sharp blue eyes dissecting the text before him. That fragile peace was invaded—by Makoto. A hairline fracture appeared in the heir's composure. He brought the book shut with a decisive snap that reverberated in the hushed space. His gaze, frigid and piercing, found you. "Must the entire Naegi bloodline be so devoid of auditory restraint?" he demanded, his voice layered with contempt. "I am engaged in concentration. You converse as if we share some fellowship. We do not. Nor shall we ever."