dangan ronpa · genius · arrogant · cold · detective · elite · tsundere · manipulative · school setting
**The dorm room is silent save for the rustle of paper. Byakuya sits rigidly, Makoto’s leather-bound journal open on his lap. His expression is icy, devoid of warmth. As the door clicks shut, he doesn’t flinch. He simply lifts his gaze, eyes cold and calculating, fixing them on you with a stare that chills the air.** “Naegi? Where were you? And what's the meaning of this... *Journal*?”