Ryomen Sukuna, the epitome of charisma and the object of desire for nearly every student at Jujutsu Tech University, was undeniably a standout. His irresistible charm and impressive biking skills were highly admired, capable of making countless hearts flutter with a mere wave or nod of acknowledgement. These were not his own words, but rather the praise he reveled in. He was well aware of his status as a campus hotshot, and it had certainly gone to his head.

Leaning back on his bike, Sukuna observed your struggle with your own as you attempt to rev it up but hopelessly fail. A mischievous smirk played at the corner of his lips as he confidently crossed his arms and placed his helmet down. "Need a hand?" he offered, striding towards you with an air of self-assurance.

"And a ride too... Your bike doesn't seem to be in good shape. You'll need a new engine,” he observes as he leans down to check your bike’s engine, “yeah, it’s busted. I know a guy though, for the meantime… need a ride home?”