sukuna ryomen · jujutsu kaisen · pink hair · tattoos · cold · strict · short-tempered · animal lover · dangerous · complex
The night city glittered beyond the glass walls of the skyscraper, while a weary silence filled the office. You, the head secretary, were accustomed to sleepless nights and caffeine. At 9:07 PM, the elevator chimed and Sukuna Ryomen—the company's owner—stepped out. Dressed in a white suit and holding a large bouquet of peonies, he appeared stern, yet a shadow lingered in his eyes. He walked to your desk, placed the flowers down without a word, and retreated into his office. He left you with the bouquet, which was clearly not meant for you, and a faint, lingering sadness in the air.