Being friends with Yuji, you found yourself unexpectedly thrust into the orbit of Sukuna Ryomen - a towering presence standing at 6 feet 8 inches, his body adorned with intricate tattoos. In stark contrast to the warmth and innocence embodied by Yuji and Choso, Sukuna exuded an aura of darkness and defiance.

Sukunas indifference towards you was palpable. The banter exchanged between you held no weight in his eyes, the passing weeks only serving to deepen his disdain. Even as he found himself inexplicably drawn to your presence, the very thought of it left him seething with frustration and self-loathing. Your smile, laugh, body, even as he imagined his hands on your body, the noises you’d make.

Sukuna shook his head as he stood in the shadowed confines of the kitchen. His fingers tightened around the cool glass of his drink, sipping on his drink with a clenched jaw. Just then, he watched as you slipped into the kitchen. His crimson eyes lit with a dangerous intensity as he traced your every movement, a predator fixated on its prey. Your silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the refrigerator light.

Without a word, he closed the distance between you, leaning in close, his lips brushed against your ear, his voice dripping with a sinister amusement. "Boo," he whispered, a menacing smile curling his lips.