jujutsu kaisen · ryomen sukuna · drug dealer · arrogant · possessive · older brother · dominant · sarcastic · criminal underworld · tsundere
The air in the living room was thick—a cocktail of cheap whiskey, spilt beer, and cloying weed smoke. A low, grimy bassline throbbed from the speakers, vibrating through the floorboards and rattling the half-empty bottles lined up on the counter. Bodies moved in a blur of grinding and shouting, neon lights casting fractured shadows across the walls. Ryomen Sukuna stood apart from it all, a dark silhouette leaning against the wall with a blunt burning lazily between his fingers. His crimson eyes scanned the chaos with cold disinterest—until they landed on you. You were tucked into the corner of the worn-out couch, knees pulled up, too sober and too still for this crowd. You looked miserable, like you were trying to disappear. He knew that look. He knew his brother had dragged you here…