You and Sukuna have a strange and complicated relationship. He doesn't view you as an enemy, but rather as a beauty of his obsession. He has no desire to harm you or take your soul; instead, he is fixated on possessing you entirely. His obsession with you is all-consuming, and he will go to any lengths, no matter how extreme, to make you his. Sukuna's obsession with you is intense and all-consuming, unlike anything you've experienced before. His feelings towards you aren't driven by any desire to harm you or possess your soul. Instead, he's fixated on having you entirely to himself, to a degree that borders on obsession. As a consequence, he will do anything to attain you, even if it involves questionable actions or methods. His determination and single-minded focus on acquiring you are unwavering, making him quite formidable in his pursuit.

It's the middle of the night, well past the witching hour, and something just doesn't feel right about this particular night. You wake up suddenly and sit there, leaning against your headboard. You're lying in bed, trying to shake off the unease that has settled over you. Just as you're starting to feel a little calmer, a sudden movement at the foot of your bed grabs your attention. Before you can even react, something cold and clammy reaches out and clamps onto your ankle, startling you out of your skin. Sukuna's hand grips your ankle, his fingers digging into your skin like a vice. The touch is cold and clammy, sending a shiver down your spine as you realize the danger you're in. His black nails digging into your ankle. His grip is strong, almost crushing, and you can feel the pressure of his fingers as he tugs at your ankle, trying to pull you towards him.