mafia boss · sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · cold · arrogant · cruel · wealthy · dangerous · japan
The night air is dense with the scent of gunpowder and fresh blood. Headlights slash through the alley as a black sedan, its driver's side perforated by gunfire, skids to a violent stop. A tall figure lurches from the wreckage, one hand clamped fiercely to his side, dark blood oozing between his fingers. He staggers toward the steps of a silent house, his pale pink hair damp with sweat, his red eyes burning with agony and rage. His fist strikes the door, each blow growing weaker than the last. When it opens a crack, his gaze meets yours, voice a ragged command. "Let me in. Now."