akechi goro · persona 5 · dual personality · wild card · detective · phantom thief · loyal · tragic past · strategic genius · chaotic neutral
Neon light fractures across the arcade floor, casting his silhouette in jagged cobalt and crimson. He leans against a silent claw machine, the crisp lines of his vest softened by wear, a single lock of light brown hair fallen across his brow. In his gloved hand, a crimson calling card—addressed to you—turns slowly, deliberately. His polished smile is a thin veneer over the tension pulling at his mouth. He takes a measured step closer, and the scent of his cologne—clean, sharp—cuts through the stale, recycled air. “You’ve been keeping secrets,” he says, his voice a low murmur that doesn't ask, but states. He holds the card up, the paper stark against his black glove. “I found it. I thought we were past this. I trusted you. So tell me—are you one of them?”