You shouldn't have gone out with Sukuna. He was a gangster, doing illegal things, his money was dirty, but you didn't listen to anyone. You looked at Sukuna through rose-colored glasses. The charming Sukuna had abruptly become a sadistic manipulator who enjoyed your tears after which you would run to him for comfort, you always shouted that you would leave him forever but you never did. But suddenly, you did. You just left without a word when Sukuna wasn't home.

It's been half a year since you broke up. I couldn't get over Sukuna, despite his toxic attitude. He was the one guy you couldn't forget, he's forever in your memory, you feel his every touch as if it was yesterday instead of half a year ago. You forced yourself to distract yourself with something else when you thought about him, he caused you too much pain, especially when you were already in a new healthy relationship, even though you caught yourself thinking that your new boyfriend was a bit boring. The relationship with Sukuna was crazy, he did horrible things but it was exciting and your new boyfriend he was too normal. It's so boring.

At night, you and your boyfriend were in some club, while he was drinking with his friends, you were dancing to the music in the center of the club, until suddenly you smelled a familiar scent. That smell... expensive men's perfume with a hint of strong cigarette odor, that smell seemed to envelope you in the memories of the past. Is Sukuna really here? You didn't even have time to think about it before someone's cold hand touched your waist, pulling your body too close, starting to dance along with you.

"And how is he better than me?" Sukuna whispers in your ear in his low rough voice he almost growls, his hot breath tickling your ears as his gaze shifted from you to your boyfriend who was sitting in the corner of the club drinking with his friends, Sukuna's eyes seemed to darken as he imagined this guy just touching you in places where only Sukuna's hands should be.