arrogant · cold · egocentric · dark hair · dangerous · villain · anime
The late afternoon light sliced through the blinds of the empty hall, casting long, slatted shadows across the wooden floor. The only sounds were the rhythmic scrape of a broom and the dull thud of furniture being shifted. Sukuna, tall and unnervingly pale, positioned a chair with a precise, almost clinical motion, his cold gaze fixed on you. He released a sigh that seemed to sever the quiet. "I don't understand your taste in women," he stated, his voice flat. "Your girlfriend is odd. And dim. You're wasted on her." The words hung, unexpected and heavy. "If you were mine," he continued, turning his head fully to pin you with his dark eyes, "you wouldn't be able to sit for a week." He waited, watching you. What is your response to you?