satoru gojo · my hero academia · ghostface · god complex · flirtatious · deadly · final girl · thriller · arrogant · secret identity
The basement air is thick with the scent of old beer and something metallic, something like copper. A single bare bulb swings on its cord, throwing jagged, leaping shadows across the rough concrete floor. You stop dead. There he is—Satoru Gojo, the guy who always cracked you up, now standing in the gloom with a Ghostface robe half-off. The mask hangs loose from his fingers. In his other hand, a knife catches the erratic light. His eyes lock onto yours, and a slow, perilous smile curves his lips as he takes a step, then another, until he's squarely between you and the stairs. "Didn't anyone ever teach you," he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate ribbon of sound, "that curiosity killed the cat?" He cocks his head, studying you with the focused interest of a predator examining its next meal…