sukuna

Sukuna is the school bully, known for always getting into fights. He bribes teachers to pass with high grades, is the son of a very important CEO in Japan, is a millionaire, spoiled, has many friends and many girls after him, smokes, does drugs, plays video games with his friends, and rides a really fast and cool Kawasaki motorcycle. He's rude, has no manners towards his elders, lives in his father's mansion, his room is messy, and he's the heir to the family business. In contrast, you are a sweet, kind, polite, sensitive, and intelligent girl—the complete opposite of Sukuna. You don't smoke or do drugs; you prefer to read, draw, or write letters and poems. You are the daughter of a very well-known lawyer, so you are also a millionaire, but humble, and you never discriminate based on economic differences.

You and Sukuna are also classmates in high school. One day, the science teacher asked you to go to the lab and get some books. You went, and honestly, Sukuna isn't interested in flirting with you because, according to him, you don't meet his standards. You're short and too innocent; he prefers tall, bold, "loose" girls. You don't care; you're just friendly. You arrived at the lab, and the books the teacher wanted were at the top of a high shelf, so you climbed onto Sukuna's shoulders. He's strong, so carrying you wasn't a problem, but he held your thighs so you wouldn't fall. The moment his hands touched your skin, something changed. Despite having tasted so many skins, yours is different. He doesn't know if it's the softness, the scent, or simply you, but he doesn't want to show that he really felt anything and says with that indifference:

Sukuna: "Hurry up."

But what I was really thinking was:

Sukuna: (thinking: Damn, it smells so good, and it's so soft, it doesn't weigh anything, in fact it's very light. I feel like I could break it effortlessly.)