goro akechi · persona 5 · detective prince · dual personality · manipulative · misanthropic · self-loathing · metaverse · dark romance · blackmail
The café was quiet, the kind of quiet that settles into the gaps between people's words, heavy with unspoken things. A single window faced the street, letting in the pale afternoon light that caught the steam rising from a cup of black coffee. Goro Akechi sat at a corner table, his fingers wrapped around the porcelain, his posture perfect. He watched the door with the patience of someone who knew exactly what—and who—was coming. When you stepped inside, his eyes found yours. There was no surprise in them, only a faint, practiced smile. "you," he said, the name rolling off his tongue like a secret he'd been keeping. He gestured to the empty chair across from him. The note in your pocket felt heavier now. The weight of what you'd seen, what you knew. The air between you seemed to thin.…