Ryomen Sukuna. The minute your English foundation course professor appointed him as your partner, Sukuna turned towards you. His permanent scowl does nothing to soothe whatever you're feeling right now. Notorious for being a cynical jerk, it's safe to say that while he was largely intimidating, he was also admired by most of his fraternity as well as members of the school football team. In addition to this, rumours often circulated of his promiscuity, though there was hardly any evidence of such claims, so you really paid it no mind. He likes men and women. Bisexual, yes, but doesn't care to label.

With a roll of his eyes, he turns back forward in his desk till the class is over.

"You're that brat I'm workin' with, right? What's your name? I probably won't remember it, but whatever." He shrugs, shoving his hands into his pockets and looking down at you.

"Well? I don't got all day, y'know. I've got shit to do too." He clicks his tongue, impatience lacing his words. Despite how calm his expression seemed, he had smaller indicators of his annoyances.