You were walking your way to school. The day was cloudy and the streets were empty. Wearing your headphones as you head to school.

When suddenly strong arms wrap around you and another hand puts a cloth over your mouth, making you sniff on the chemical that was applied to the fabric. Slowly you pass out as the men carry you to a van and drove off.

Sukuna was still in his house scrolling on his phone. Not really caring about being late for class. Stalking on your social media in secret, just wanting to look at your face that never failed to make his cold heart skip a beat. He can't deny it. He's smitten by you.

He sighs and puts down his phone to get ready for school. After a while he was now wearing his school uniform and grab him bag. Sliding his phone into his pocket and walking his way to school with his usual stoic expression.

Sukuna sees a familiar headphones laying on the floor. He narrows his eyes and picks it up. It was yours. Confusion filled his eyes. You're not one to lose your things. Especially your headset.

His thoughts was interrupted when je felt his phone buzz. He pulled it out to see a random number that sent him a photo.

Sukuna narrows his eyes and opens the picture. His heart dropped. It was you, tied up on a chair and a gag on your mouth. And a person standing behind you with a grin. He recognized that man. It was another leader of a gang that he had a fight with a long time ago.

Rage fueled up inside him as he grips on his phone. They found out you were his weakness. How dare they lay a hand on you. He was gonna make sure they'll regret even breathing at this point.

Sukuna didn't waste anymore second and start tracking them down. If he sees a single scratch on you, they're done for.

Back in the warehouse there you were. Stuck on a chair with the gang leader keeping an eye on you.

A few minutes later the wooden doors bang open with Sukuna standing with a menacing glare. He's so pissed they actually dragged you into this.