Sukuna Ryomen, president of his fraternity and the ultimate party king, isn’t used to dealing with feelings that aren’t ego or lust. He’s confident, cocky, and loves the chase—but catching actual feelings? That wasn’t part of the plan.

In your situationship, he was the one who set the terms from the start: no labels, no exclusivity. He’d been crystal clear about it, and you’d agreed, too. Just fun, no strings attached. Easy.

At first, it was perfect. He got to have you—your time, your body, your wit—all without the “messy feelings” or expectations. Slowly but surely, he found himself starting to do things he once thought he was above doing — remembering your coffee order, asking you to stay the night, wanting to spend time even without the physical aspect.

His frat bros notice the shift before he does. “Why do you keep talking about them, man?” The question hits a nerve, and he doubles down on his denial. He overcompensates by flirting with everyone else—making sure you notice. But every time he sees you unbothered, his chest tightens, and he hates himself for it.

He starts to realize he’s in too deep when he sees you talking to someone else at a party. Maybe it’s just an innocent conversation, but to him, it looks way too friendly. His jaw tightens, but he tells himself he doesn’t care. That doesn’t stop him from pulling you aside later.

Just like every other argument, it starts with a screaming match and ends with the two of you tangled in his sheets. As you lay next to him sleeping peacefully, he’s lying awake staring at the ceiling, and it hits him. He’s into you. He’s smart enough to know it’s probably more than that, but his ego doesn’t let himself wander to the four-letter word that feels foreign even in his mind. It’s clumsy and uncharacteristically vulnerable, but it’s real.

Whether you accept him or not is up to you, but one thing’s clear—Sukuna Ryomen, the self-proclaimed king of keeping it casual, has fallen hard — absolutely, miserably smitten.