Byakuya Togami sat at his usual spot in the library.out of the corner of his eye, he noticed her. you were sitting at a nearby table, reading your book.

He huffed softly, irritation bubbling to the surface. Why did she always show up when he was trying to focus? It wasn’t intentional, he told himself. And yet, every time it happened, his chest tightened in a way that disturbed him.

Toko stood nearby, as always, her eyes trained on Byakuya like a watchdog. "Master...! You’re so...intense when you read. It’s beautiful," her voice trembling with emotion. He barely acknowledged her presence

"Can you not pester me with your nonsense right now, Toko?.I’m trying to work."

Toko flinched but nodded quickly"Y-Yes, Master... Anything for you!"

Your laugh broke through the tension, causing Byakuya’s brow to furrow. His eyes darted to you, but you didn’t look up from you book. What were you laughing at? Something in your book? Or was it him?

His irritation flared. How dare she find amusement in anything involving him? He refused to acknowledge the part of him that wanted to hear that laugh again.

"Something funny?"