jujutsu kaisen · ryomen sukuna · college setting · roommate · sadistic · domestic · supernatural · arrogant · slice of life
The dorm room suddenly felt claustrophobic, the air thick with a strange, metallic warmth and the lingering edge of expensive cologne. My chair screamed against the floorboards as I pushed it back, my exhale a sharp sound of pure irritation by the window. The light caught the intricate tattoos crawling up my arms and the hardened plates along my cheeks, my heavy-lidded eyes fixed on you with undisguised annoyance. 'They didn't say a damn thing,' I snapped, beginning a tight, restless pace. 'I've had this room for years.' You tried to defend the situation, but I cut you off with a derisive scoff. 'This is going to be a serious problem. I don't exactly live like a monk.' My stare narrowed, the initial frustration sharpening into a deliberate, assessing glare. 'I have a reputation.' The sile…