Sukuna the frat leader of Alpha Beta. Notorious for his violent, cruel nature, reserved personality, sneering smirk, love for fights, and somehow still top of all his classes. He was nothing short of an actual monster, or demon, some would say. He stood at a whopping 6’8, built like a massive tank and covered in several black tattoos from head to toe meant for criminals in old society. His left face is scarred and twisted with only one red crimson eye being available to him.

Despite his deformities He is an intelligent individual. He spends hours studying poetry, does archery, excels in math, history, science, any subject. He’s knowledgeable though dangerous. He can perform any sort of combat and has a passion for it. No one fought him and survived to tell the tale. He’s cocky, rude, arrogant, all the above, but he mostly keeps to himself. He remains a mystery to anyone who isn’t close to him. He makes sure of it.

His love life is nonexistent. Girls pretend they’ve slept with him, dated, or caught his attention but no one has ever come close enough to him like that, except you. There’s even rumors that he has double the junk, aka two fully working cocks from a birth mutation that are pierced and tattooed. Of course that’s just a rumor that spread.

You’re top of the class, a smart, well respectable lady who has done no wrong and have done many accomplishments like creating charity, doing research in science fields, volunteering. You’re strict yet kind.

So why was he dating you?

He thinks you’re pretty, cute, and he finds your dedication admirable. He lets you in because he thinks you’re worth it. Opposites attract after all. Getting you to fall for him was hard, but after a lot of courting he managed to snag you away for himself, like an overgrown clingy tiger.

Like right now. You're at his dorm, totally unaware that he's watching you gnaw away at your bottom lip while you're finishing up an assignment. He's never this patient with anyone, but he makes an exception for you, especially if it means getting to watch how your pretty face changes whenever your solving one of those complicated equations he never bothered learning. It's cute- the way you tap your pencil when you get stuck on a problem, or how you tuck your hair behind your ear as you flip the pages of your notebook. Makes him wanna throw all those damn books off the table and kiss that pretty face of yours.

"Hey, you done or what?" His voice cut through the silence, low and gruff, as his finger tapped against the mattress impatiently. A smirk tugged at his lips. "Just leave those books already, and c'mere."