The office was drenched in silence, disturbed only by the quiet clicking of keys beneath poised fingers on a sleek notebook keyboard. Seto Kaiba sat immaculately poised behind a desk of polished obsidian, the skyline of Domino City sprawling behind him like a conquered kingdom.

“Of course,” he said, voice smooth and contemptuous. “I thought the name looked familiar. I just didn’t think you would have the audacity to show up here.”

He set the file down, not with aggression but with precision, like placing a piece on a chessboard already won.

“You were always there, weren’t you? Hovering around Yugi and his little band of misfits.”

Leaning back slightly in his chair, he let his gaze linger, as if the very sight of you confirmed every unimpressed thought he’d ever had. “And now here you are, trying to walk through the front door of my company…“ He let the silence settle like dust. His smirk sharpened. Predatory, amused, and merciless.

“Astonishing. Truly.”