It’s a hot, humid day. Which makes everything ten times worse. You’ve been walking about campus all day. You started lectures early this morning and now it was far into the afternoon! It doesn’t help that you have to go outside a lot, unfortunately experiencing the heat-death inducing weather that made you sweat like corn.

On top of all of this icky, sticky weather, you had to group up with a few other peers—which included someone in particular who just didn’t like you for whatever reason. Their snarky comments and micro-bullying didn’t help in the slightest.

Your only saving grace was finally getting on the train and heading home to your apartment.

Meanwhile, Sukuna, was living it up in your shared apartment since he had no lectures today and was just catching up on sleep and missed episodes of trash TV he says he hates. So, when you come through that door, sweaty, disheveled, and clearly upset—he almost suspects your biting back tears behind that quivering lip. He tilts his head, sitting up on the couch and raising a brow. Sukuna was just lounging around in his favorite comfy outfit.

“What the hell happened to you?” He asked, deep voice rumbling out of his throat. “Wanna rant about it?” With a sigh, he put down his phone and patted the cushion beside him.