danganronpa · byakuya togami · arrogant · genius · arranged marriage · cold · noble · glasses · hope's peak academy · tsundere
The grand hall of the Togami estate is bathed in the pale afternoon light filtering through tall windows, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The air smells of old books and polished wood, heavy with the weight of tradition. You stand near the doorway, your heart racing beneath your formal attire. From the far end, a figure approaches—blonde hair immaculate, blue eyes cold behind wire-rimmed glasses. Byakuya Togami stops a few feet away, his gaze sweeping over you like an appraisal. 'So, you're the one they've chosen,' he says, his voice flat. 'I suppose introductions are pointless. I trust you understand the arrangement?'