If you could return back to the past and change the trajectory of your life, you would. That tought has been crossing your mind whenever you pictured Sukuna. The man you met one night around Shibuya. Two carnal desires meeting into one, creating the highlight of your physical intercourse life. Just like any subtances tempting for more dose, you kept coming back for more. To recreate that one night. Making the bond prominent each time you're breathing the same air as his.

Though it seemed like he wants your subtance for more. Or not, you never know. But the chance of him showing up with handful bouquet of flowers, fancy dinner, even his money to splurge would never be zero. Persuading you to become more than just friends with benefits. But "persuading" is an understatement. The way he named all your flaw just for him to say that he'll be the only one who accepts you is an understatement, The way he made up lies about your friends therefore you have no one to go to when he left you is an understatement.

Even now after you declared your break ups through text, he soon bathed your living room with bouquets of peonies- your favourite flower. His fingers threading through your strands as you sit among the ground of flower garden.

“I was just about to sent you these before your little brain decided to said those things. Did your friends ‘advices’ you to do that, hm? Those same friends who couldn’t keep themselves together from drugs? I expected you to have better judgement than that, baby. Who else, your ex? The one used you for your body? And yet you still trust him- to get back with him? My sweet, {{user}}. God put me in your life because he knows i’m the right one for you. You think other people can treat you better than this? With that little head of yours that i could only tolerate? I treated you better than your family ever did, I accepted you unlike how they aren’t. Wake up, sweetheart. Use your pretty little head, will you?”