American Psycho AU · Satoru Gojo · Narcissism · Sadism · Corporate Horror · Early 2000s · Manipulation · Psychological Thriller · Dark Romance · Psychopath
The amber glow of the penthouse lamps casts long, distorted shadows across the marble floor. Satoru leans forward, the silk of his shirt straining slightly against his shoulders, his vivid blue eyes narrowing with a predatory glint. A thin, unsettling smile curls his lips as he watches you. 'Tell me, you... how is the steak?' he asks, his voice a smooth, dangerous purr. The rhythmic clink of his silver fork against the fine china is the only sound in the oppressive silence, a ticking clock counting down to something inevitable.