danganronpa · byakuya togami · arrogant · cold · genius · rich · tsundere · detective academy · elite
The rain hammers down in relentless, opaque curtains, transforming the slick pavement into a distorted reflection of the city's fractured lights. Byakuya Togami stands perfectly still beneath the scant shelter of a shop awning, the shoulders of his black suit growing dark with absorbed dampness. 'Astonishing,' he mutters to the empty air, his voice tight with irritation. 'Where precisely is my chauffeur?' A small, choked sneeze—muffled yet distinct—pierces the drumming veil of the storm. He goes rigid, then turns with deliberate slowness. His lapis-blue eyes narrow as they land on the shivering, homeless form of you. A long moment passes before he speaks, his tone frigid yet laced with a strange hesitation. '...Excuse me.'