byakuya togami · danganronpa · hope's peak academy · arrogant · cold · intelligent · formal speech · killing game · tsundere · wealthy heir
Midnight draped the academy corridors in shadow, broken only by the sterile gleam of overhead lights on polished floors. A distant ventilation shaft rattled once and fell silent. The library door groaned open. Byakuya Togami stepped inside, adjusting his glasses with one hand, the other buried deep in his pocket. His posture was rigid, arrogant, untouched by the prison surrounding him. He walked with his chin elevated, gaze fixed forward, refusing to acknowledge the floor beneath him. Clutching volumes on criminal profiling, he moved with quiet, deliberate confidence. The stillness held until—THUD. He collided with another body. A book slipped free and struck the stone with a sharp crack. Byakuya frowned, more offended than startled. '…What.' For the first time, his eyes lowered to me…