#|non despair|

[pinnacleofexcellence]

@peculiarbunch

Despite his usual cold exterior, the blonde was somewhat nervous to do this interview. Not because he cared much about the newspaper since he knew the owner of it -A rich man whose reputation made him well known between the american socialité- but because of the interviewer: Sofia Bower.

When he was younger, he had met her during parties in America, and had managed to leave quite the impression on him as he did on her, almost turning quite intimate. Now, after years of not seeing each other, they would be together in the same room.

He was not a passionate, emotional man, yet he couldn't help that the situation may be something he was not accustomed to.

[pinnacleofexcellence]

“ don’t go. please. ”

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Perhaps he was aware that their situation together wasn’t as rocky as before, but he was surprised that she, of all people, would say that sentence. The cold gaze widened slightly, mouth opening slightly intending to respond in some manner to her plea though words did not come out of it. He was still thinking, analyzing the reasons why she would ask him to stay with her.

The ringing from his phone returned him from his stupor, quickly rejecting the call so the echoes of it wouldn’t go through the silent library. “Why?” The blonde asked as his tone showed sincere curiosity about her. “Why do you want me to stay?”

[pinnacleofexcellence]

It didn’t take more than her current behavior to tell that she was clearly lying: the lack of visual contact with him followed by her nervous mannerisms were cues that he was on the mark. Certainly, he had given her his phone number for any situation that may come into since he usually called her grandma in order to arrange their dates which meant he didn’t have hers. That would be the missing piece to this mystery.

“Can I get your phone number then? Just to verify I am not overthinking things.” The blonde said in his usual cold, demanding tone of his; the cerulean irises fixed on the brunette, intense gaze threatening to pierce into her as he waited patiently for what he asked.

@shichishi-chii​

[pinnacleofexcellence]

@dream-of-a-liar

Again, it seemed Togami had attracted the attention of unwanted people. He could not comprehend how they would dare to even approach him despite the several signs of his body language and other gestures that pointed he didn’t desire to be disturbed; yet again, said warnings were not heed at all, which vexed him to no end.

He was not sure the reason why the other had approached him at first, and he couldn’t care less about it. The male’s unmoved expression focused on a certain spot of the room, ignoring the other entirely for the moment.

[pinnacleofexcellence]

@unladylikc

It was the same location and the same situation as days before: both of them sharing the lounge couch inside the library, ready to read their material. On the surface, everything seemed untouched and normal, but deep within both knew their relationship had changed drastically. He wasn’t sure how to address her: before she was nothing but an annoying acquaintance but now…what kind of relationship were they in?

Seconds that felt like ages passed; eyes glanced over his shoulder every now and then to evaluate the current situation as the awkward silence was broken every now and then by the sound of pages being flipped. He wondered if she was giving as much thought to this as he did.

[pinnacleofexcellence]

@fashionistaofdespair​

Most of his classmates came out as irrelevant: every single of them (excluding two or three exceptions) were nothing but vermin occupying a space in the universe which they most likely wouldn’t justify during their entire life. He barely noticed them in classes; in fact, he often used a book to ignore them in the slightest chance they thought about talking to him. They were nowhere close to his greatness to even deserve his gaze upon them, less his attention.

He planned to do the same tonight, or so he thought when someone had started to annoy him. He ignored them already, maintaining his eyes glued to the pages as he flipped them for the next chapter. He wasn’t going to let them distract them, whoever it was.

[pinnacleofexcellence]

@ncvoselic​

There were few that Togami could consider appropriate company for conversational purposes; he could think of a few within his classroom that could count with one hand, yet he was never interested in partaking in a chat due his heavy schedule. This time, however, had to make time for an interesting and unlikely company; not because she was not near his social status but because he was not sure why someone from a different class would seek him for a cup of tea. Rather strange yet he accepted since it was better to keep appearances with those on the same level as him.

During recess, Togami ensured that the table that he usually took looked impeccable: his servants had conditioned to look as fancy as possible as well to use refined tea set from his home. He had arrived to check upon it five minutes before the encounter with the princess, taking a seat as he tried to distract his mind with anything. He only hoped to be tolerant enough to endure the possible stupidity in case the princess stereotype was true.

[pinnacleofexcellence]

@littlelilypetal

Peace and quietness is what he wanted when he chose the farthest table inside the coffee shop, enough to be able to read his book in peace during the short break from the paperwork. But soon, several clients started to gather inside, taking the empty tables and seats until only his was available. Cerulean eyes glanced around to see someone was coming his way and, rather than saying anything, he let the other take the available spot, caring little about socializing.