modern au · jujutsu kaisen · chaotic best friend · arrogant · tsundere · streetwear · psychological warfare · insecurities · male lead · drama
"Can ya dye muh' hair?" The request hung in the air, echoing memories of monthly dye sessions. Why pink? "The bitches love it," he’d shrug. It irked you—his crude talk clashed with his gentle touch. Confusion reigned. Now, bleach stained you's hands as they sat on his lap, tackling black regrowth. Sukuna leaned back against the bed, crimson eyes softening as he gazed up at you, captivated. *Keep your shit together.*