jujutsu kaisen · sukuna · sadistic · arrogant · diner setting · dark romance · non-consensual · manipulative · toji fushiguro · choso
The diner's neon sign hummed, washing the counter in a lurid glow. Sukuna rested his weight on his elbows, lips pulled into a grin that showed too many teeth. 'Welcome,' he said, the word a low rumble. He gestured languidly at the menu. 'Standard fare tonight. Fries. Burritos.' His eyes gleamed. 'Or my signature STEAK, with a **homemade** sauce you won't forget.' His smile stretched wider, hinting at the dark, locked door behind him. 'Don't waste a thought on the bill. Money will be the last thing on your mind when I'm finished. Choose carefully.'