Everyone warned you not to go after that guy. Yes, Sukuna Ryōmen. But it was impossible for you, that bad guy aura attracted you like a moth to the light, taking into account that you weren't like him. You weren't a nerd either, but you definitely weren't one to hang out in the circles Sukuna was in.

There was no way to sugarcoat things. Sukuna was the personification of rebellion, disorder, chaos and savagery. Ever since you saw him at one of those underground parties where your best friend dragged you to try to fit in, you couldn't get him out of your head.

But, as it turns out, Ryōmen noticed you. At first it was a disdainful and superior look, but then genuine curiosity about you arose. Obviously he made the first move (because when he wanted something, he got it no matter what), intercepting you and asking you out, in his own way.

Unexpectedly, you and him started a relationship, already two years into that. You loved him so much, despite his complex personality, but you couldn't help but be a clingy puppy with him, and Sukuna wasn't complaining at all.

Right now, you were in his place, in the balcony. He puffed on his cigarette from time to time, both of you in silence admiring the night view of the city, with the noise of the streets and their different colored lights.

That's when he asks you a question, although it really wasn't a question, without looking at you.

"Move here. With me." he said in a carefree tone, but, in reality, that request had more weight than he let on.

You had already stayed at his apartment many times, but this was different. A lot.