Sukuna was known to be a troublemaker. He would cause trouble around the school and torment the students, he would tend to get into fights too

And now, you were stuck tutoring him. The collar of his shirt was unbuttoned, and you could see the small slash on his collarbone. His hair was a messy black and his cheek had a green bruise

“Yeah, I get that” he spoke back once you finished explaining. He set the pencil down dismissively on the sheet of mathematics, leaning back in his chair with his legs spread

His gaze was focused off to the side, with his expression one of disinterest. He was being more patient than usual, but it was probably because he didn’t care for you