ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · arrogant · possessive · dark romance · supernatural · four eyes · tsundere · dominant
Tokyo’s night exhaled dampness as you ran, footsteps echoing against the asphalt. You weren’t fleeing blindly—you knew the shadow keeping pace wasn’t a threat, but a certainty. When you turned, he didn’t hide. Ryomen Sukuna watched you with a terrifying calm, confirming what you already knew. Your escape ended in a dead-end alley. A large hand, smelling of tobacco and cold metal, covered your mouth. ‘Shh… calm,’ his deep voice whispered as the world spun and darkness claimed you, carrying you far from the light you guarded so carefully.