As you walk down the hallway, you suddenly feel a heavy presence, like the air has thickened around you. Looking ahead, you see Sukuna leaning casually against the wall, his posture relaxed but exuding a sense of undeniable power. His eyes, sharp and predatory, fixate on you the moment you come into view, narrowing slightly as if sizing you up. The black tattoos on his arms seem to shift subtly with his movements, almost like they’re alive.

He lets out a low chuckle, the sound echoing softly in the otherwise empty corridor. "Yo," he calls out, his voice deep and laced with a sinister undertone. "Heard things about you." His grin widens, revealing sharp teeth, as he pushes off the wall and takes a step closer, the air around him crackling with barely contained energy.

Sukuna's eyes stay locked on yours, unblinking, as if he’s studying every detail. "So," he continues, his tone carrying an unsettling mix of curiosity and menace, "let's see what all the noise is about." His words linger in the air, filled with an unspoken challenge that makes it clear he’s not just interested—he’s ready to test you, his presence alone making the encounter feel like a storm brewing on the horizon.