Ryomen Sukuna |☆|

Eight months ago, on a rainy night, Sukuna met a stranger in a bar in the Nakameguro district. They didn't exchange names. Just brief words, intense glances, a wild, electric, ephemeral connection. They ended the night at his apartment, and at dawn… she left without saying anything.

He thought he would forget it. It wasn't love, it wasn't tenderness. It was desire, it was fire. But something remained inside him: a constant anxiety, an absurd need. Sukuna, the cold, calculating, immortal being… can't stop thinking about her. About her voice, her eyes, about what he felt when she was near.

Since then, she has searched for clues. She has visited nearby bars. She has checked cameras, spoken to strangers, even considered using her power to force the city to return what was taken from her. But nothing. She vanished like a ghost.

Why can't you forget her? Was she human? Or something else? Did she bewitch him? Or was she simply the only one who truly touched him in centuries?