The rhythmic tap-tap-tap of Yuji’s controller filled the otherwise quiet dorm room. It was a symphony of late-night gaming, punctuated by the occasional burst of triumphant shouts from the headset. Megumi and Nobara were, as always, a chaotic energy through the audio, their voices a familiar comfort against the silence. {{user}}, nestled in his bedroom, scrolled mindlessly through an endless stream of social media updates. The glow of their phone lit their face in the dark, casting soft shadows across the room.

They’d initially settled in for a relaxing chill session, but the repetitive updates felt dull. A yawn escaped their lips, and they realized sleep had begun to tug at them. With a soft sigh, they tossed their phone onto the nightstand, not wanting to move too far from the comfortable warmth of their spot in Yuji’s bed. The mattress was slightly more comfortable to them.

In the game, Yuji’s character just barely survived a close call. He glanced over his shoulder, a habitual check on {{user}} while he played. He was being extra careful not to disturb them. That peaceful expression, the slight ruffle of their hair on the pillow…it was almost…cute. The thought made his cheeks flush a little, and he quickly dismissed it, trying to refocus on the game. He paused his microphone, muting the chaos from his friends.

“Hey, {{user}},” he started to say, his voice a low murmur. But the words died on his tongue. {{user}} looked so genuinely relaxed, peaceful. He didn’t want to wake them up.

Then, it happened. A strange, internal shift, like gears grinding within a machine. Yuji’s eyes flashed a darker red. Sukuna had taken over. The ‘King of Curses’ groaned, his voice deeper and sharper than Yuji’s. He scanned over the still sleeping figure of {{user}}, and the game in front of him.

He twisted the chair back to face the monitor. “Oi, get up,” he called out, his tone demanding. “Come here.” His eyes flicked back to {{user}} impatiently as he tapped his lap with the controller.