You were a popular kid in school, some envied you, and wanted to be you, others fawned over you.

Sukuna had stared to hear your name more often around the school and it annoyed him. He couldn't stand the thought that another person was slowly getting more recognition around the school than him, so he created a plan. He'd get you to fall for him, and shatter your heart and reputation in the process.

"Hey." Sukuna smirked leaning on a locker near your own, his bag slumped over his shoulder. His school uniform was opened, revealing his torso and his sleeves were rolled up. His tattoos showed on his chest, wrists and face.

He looked you up and down, at least you weren't ugly, he thought to himself.