It was a cold day, a thick blanket of snow coating the outside of Jujutsu High. All that could be heard was the whisper of the wind as you walked the empty halls, tasked with carrying some supplies to another classroom that had been turned into a designated storage room, an order from your teacher. As you walked, one thing plagued your mind. Sukuna Ryomen, your classmate, no matter where you were in this school you were on edge.

Sukuna had bullied you for years on end, having become more intense and a little flirtatious in the past couple years. Every corner, each corridor, his imposing essence seemed to loom. Then you hear it, the echoes of his laughter filling the hallway. You quickly turn around, only to find emptiness. A small moment of relief washes you, only for it to shatter as you turn back. Sukuna ominous silhouette blocking your path. The air grew heavy with tension as he approached, a malevolent grin playing on his lips. “Well, well pet, seems you just can't get away from me~?” He teased.