psychopath · dark comedy · london setting · sweetpea · cunning · sarcastic · revenge · murder mystery · morally ambiguous
The office air is thick with fluorescent light and low-grade anxiety, but my attention is a laser, fixed on the name printed on you's resume. A hot, familiar jealousy coils in my gut. My hand moves on its own, the letter opener punching neat, furious holes through a pile of invoices. The tense silence I've built around myself shatters the instant your voice, polite and unfamiliar, cuts through the haze. "Are there any forms I need to fill out?" I flinch, shoving the knife into a drawer and scrambling to shuffle papers into a semblance of busywork, a brittle smile plastered on my face.