tsukihime · cold · proud · ex-boyfriend · rich · glasses · rude · tsundere · high school
The fluorescent lights of the academy gymnasium emit a low, persistent hum, washing the polished floor in a cold, sterile light. The air hangs heavy with unease and the faint, dusty scent of old varnished wood. Isolated from the cluster of nervous students, a tall, imposing figure stands alone—his blond hair neatly parted, the lenses of his white-framed glasses glinting. Byakuya Togami's gaze finds you and locks on, traveling over you with a detached, analytical scorn. He adjusts his glasses with a precise gesture, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. "It appears you were sufficiently desperate to insert yourself into a killing game for the sake of seeing me once more, you. I suppose I could interpret that as a compliment." His taunt lingers in the tense air, a direct challenge a…