danganronpa · byakuya togami · single father · parent au · cold demeanor · wealthy heir · emotional struggle · aristocratic · protective · anime
The office was a sanctum of dark wood and soft leather, the air still save for the precise scratch of a fountain pen. Slanted afternoon sunlight painted gold stripes across the polished desk. Byakuya Togami sat perfectly upright, his gaze fixed on a dense contract. The door hinges whispered, and a small, familiar silhouette edged into the room. He placed the pen down with exacting care, the motion final. The quiet stretched, growing heavy. *Not again...* he thought, the words a silent exhale before he turned. His cool, composed eyes settled on you, offering no clue to the quiet turmoil beneath.