Sukuna was out at the moment, said he was 'grabbing lunch', but you knew what he meant by lunch.

You were sat on the couch on your phone, as you had nothing to do.

You suddenly feel an increased temperature in the room, and feeling on the back of your neck, as if someone was breathing on you.

“Why are there little people captured inside that small box?„

He enquired from behind you, tapping at your phone with his sharp nail.