Hii, Hello! First things first: This is a slightly altered version of Jujutsu Kaisen. I changed a major aspect of the anime/manga for the sake of this fanfiction: Sukuna is in a human form (just like in the picture above) constantly. He was "extracted" from Yuuji's body and is now living together with the rest of the cast in the school. He's allowed to stay not only there with them, but also allowed to stay alive even tho he's one of the villains of this show/manga. Just think of it as his powers aren't that strong anymore idk. Still being one of the strongest, but not to a degree where he is a threat to humanity anymore.
Now, that, that's out of the way. Let's start with the actual fan fiction! I hope you'll like it ♡
Sincerely, Kira
Major warning:
If you're not comfortable with reading very mature/dark stuff, please, stop right here. I will be discussing mental, physical, and sexual abuse.
As a person who's been through all of that, I can at least show an accurate representation as well as show awareness of how awful that stuff truly is. Sukuna is a character who sees women as objects as far as I know, and I will keep his character in this fanfiction to a certain degree (There will be some character development, to say the least. This is a fanfic after all). This is also some kind of comfort for me personally. Writing is some sort of relief and therapy if you so will. So beware, again, if you feel uncomfortable, do not hesitate and leave. It is your free choice. No one is forcing you, it's okay.
As of Geto, I'm still unsure how he would treat women, or if he's interested in them at all. I could have chosen a simple OC of mine, to not "damage" his reputation, but on the other hand.. it wouldn't be as 💫intense💫 then if it was just some random OC and not a character from the anime, right? So there's that. Geto seems to be the most suitable character for this role.
And while we're speaking of roles, this is just a fanfiction, this is all fun and games and all in my head. Nothing more, nothing less.
If you're having any thoughts on that, any recommendations and suggestions, feel free to leave them in the comments section. I'll be reading and answering all of them. Just be nice, okay? Discussions are great, rude people aren't.
Thanks to everyone who's willing to read this. And now, finally, have fun while reading!
Yours sincerely (yes, again),
Kira ♡
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Geto's hold tightened around your neck, the veins on his arm and hand were raging with anger. "What did you say?", he repeated himself. A single whine left your throat as a shark pain shot through it and down your spine. He needs to stop, now. "It... It hurts..", you said what he wanted to hear. He wasn't satisfied with your answer and pressed harder. Not where you'd stop getting air, but where your skin is soft enough to catch some bruises. Just a few moments ago you made Geto very angry. He wanted to treat you nicely, cover your whole body in kisses and enjoy himself while playing with your nipples, but you were tired and unhappy. Clearly not in the mood for anything sexual as your stomach doesn't remember the last time receiving some food. He totally neglected you in that aspect. Always too busy with his work and other members of his "gang". Mahito was nice enough to share some of his food with you whenever he came over. You thanked him for that, receiving side-eye views from Geto in response. But he never stopped Mahito.
"You're daring to say that to me?", his tone was low and husky, but the despise against her comment in voice was hard to unnotice. His grip slightly loosened as he came closer to her ear to say these words. When sitting up straight again he let go of your throat and admired his work. You were shivering. His gaze was hungry and evil. He wanted to see you dead one day, but not today. Today he would play with you once more. Punish you for saying your real thoughts out loud. One of his hands traveled down your upper body, very slowly, while his other hand was unbuttoning his shirt. "You know how it goes, do you? Your little brain should at least by now." His right hand stopped on your waist. "P-Please", you begged him to stop but he received it in another way as his hand moved further down again. "You want me to fuck you?" He was smirking now, devilish. You wanted to grab his hands and make him stop. But you knew that this would make him even angrier as you already tried that once. You weren't as week as you seemed. At least before he came into your life and crushed it with his bare hands. Why he found interest in you was still a mystery, maybe you were just unlucky, being at the wrong place the wrong time, but here you are and you can't escape.
His slender fingers stroked past your clit and entered you without a warning. You clenched your thighs even tighter now, not wanting him there. "S-Stop", you murmured against your arm which was covering the bottom half of your face. The pain in your stomach made you always lose your mind. It was so vibrant, so clenching, and very brutal. He noticed this a few days ago and actually wanted to treat you right after this, but now that you're all so whiny and miserable, he didn't want to do it anymore.
He took a closer look at your body. the curves weren't as round as they were when he first say you. Your skin not as soft anymore, covered in bruised he gave you himself. One of them caught his eye specifically. It was on your hip. A long scratch, brightly red as if an animal left it there and not your, the woman who's laying in front of him. He thought about kissing the scratch. Maybe this would ease you up a bit? But he didn't. He decided to kiss your collar bone instead. He didn't stop his fingers from moving in and outside of your throbbing heat, however. His nails were harming your insides yet again. You wished he stopped. What if you kicked at him? He wasn't holding your legs still, you could do it theoretically. So you did. You kicked one of your legs into the air a few times and hoped to hit him at least once. "Oh, little~ Just as I calmed down you're making my blood boil again? What did you expect from this?" He was right. What did you expect from your stupid action? That he'd change his mind and let you go? No, not Geto, not in this lifetime.
You did hit him, but it was nothing near the pain that you were feeling, more of a tickle to him. As you gave up, he placed one of his knees right in between your tired legs. Geto also pushed your arm away and held onto your wrist. Towering over you he seemed even more intimidating. "Why aren't you answering me, little girl?"
"Oi~ If you keep on doing that, you'll destroy her completely."
Geto's sight shot up to where the voice was coming from. A tall male was standing at the entrance of the room, viewing over the situation that was happening in front of him. A mixture of amusement and anger on his face.
The floor was covered with soft tatami mats and there was almost no other furniture than a wardrobe and a mirror. Your body was pressing against the floor. Geto's hair was falling down over his shoulder and lightly touching your bare skin.
"How did you get in here?", he asked, letting his anger out on you, or to be more precise, on the wrist he was holding onto which caused you to whine again out loud.
Sukuna was looking closely at your facial expression. "The door was open so I walked in."
"That can't be. You must've broken i."
"Does it matter how I got here?" He took a few steps forward the two of you.
Geto sat up straight again, letting go of your wrist. "Then get out again."
"Oh, no. I'm not thinking about leaving. I just got there. Won't you invite me for some tea or a beer?"
This damn spirit, thought Geto. "Get out. Now", he demanded. Sukuna wasn't listening. He came another step closer. "You know, keeping a woman hostage isn't very nice of you."
"You're the one telling me about morals?" Geto let out a loud laugh. Sukuna was smirking in amusment.
"You're sure that you're the right one for telling me what to do and what not? Especially if it comes to a woman?"
Sukuna walked pasted from to the other end of the round. Looking at himself in the mirror, fixing his messy hair just to waste some time. "I've toyed around enough woman to tell the difference between a moan in pleasure and a moan in discomfort. This girl right there doesn't want to be touched by you, you moron."
"You're playing with fire, Sukuna."
"Oh no, you're the one." He turned around and faced Geto directly. His smirk was gone, a blank expression came across his face instead. "You're pathetic. A piece of trash."
Sukuna moved very slowly. Geto stood up and left you laying on the flood. "Fucking a woman is only fun when she's willing to do it with you. If you're having your way with one that's not having the same amount of fun as you, why bothering? Where's the pleasure? The fun? No, no, no mate." He placed a hand on Geto's shoulder, leaning closer to his ear. "You don't deserve a woman by your side", Sukuna smirked again. "And let me tell you another secret. People like you, who need to force someone else to do it with them just don't get it any other way. No one wants you with their free will alone, so you're basically forced to force others. No one likes you enough to fuck you, Geto."
Geto clenched his hands into fists. His ego was hurt drastically. He shot his arm into the air where Sukuna was standing just a millisecond ago. Both of them moved very fast. The one trying hurt the man who dishonored him and the other dodging the punch. You were watching them, knees pulled up to your upper body, arms wrapped around them, panic written all over your face. Sukuna was laughing at him. "Someone like you is worth less than the lowest spirit! Hurting such a beautiful creature not even for your dirty fantasies but just to let out some stress. Pathetic. Pathetic. Pathetic." Which each word his laughed got scarier. He was standing there like a manic, ready to destroy the man who abused you several times before. He thought it'd be fun to fight him. Exchanging punches and kicks, dodging and changing positions, but he kept on laughing at Geto. "A man who needs to force someone to fuck them is worth than the lowest-rated spirit", he repeated out loud.
You managed to crawl into one corner of the big room. Thinking that you'd be safe there. The fight wasn't too long, they were both equally strong, none of them using any techniques, none of them got hurt drastically, just a few blue bruises. They stopped and looked at each other. Even Geto was smiling now. "So you wanna take her from me?"
"What would I want to help that girl? I have no business with her. I'm just here to rebuke."
Sukuna did horrible things in the past, and not-so-long-ago past. But he never forced a woman to do things with him in bed. He paid women for sex as this was their job. He knew they wanted to have sex with him because they'd get paid for that. If a girl didn't want to and was crying out loud, why bother with her? Cut her throat and she'd stop yelling. When in a bad mood, however, he'd actually let them go and run away. He enjoyed killing people for fun, but forcing someone in bed wasn't fun for him at all.
He took a look at you and scanned your bruised body from top to bottom. She's cute, but that's about it, he thought. She took up with shaky legs, running over to him and clenching onto his Kimono. It's the first time ever that another person came into the room Geto was keeping you at. You were allowed to walk through his house but when he wanted to have you all for himself, he'd grab you by your arm and drag you with him in here.
Your breath was shaky, anxiety filled your whole body from head to toe. It felt like electricity was running through your veins instead of blood. Sukuna turned his head and looked at you slightly confused. She wants me to her away from him? I mean, I don't mind, but I'm not gaining anything from this, he thought.
Geto shot a deadly glare to you, warning that if you really mean what you're doing right there, he won't hold back the next time he was his hands on you. He took a step forward but Sukuna placed his strong hand on his chest. "Ya~" He glared down at Geto. "Step back. I changed my mind. I'm taking her with me. Find yourself someone else after nutting your frustration out." He turned no his heel, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and going lazily towards the door.
Is... Is this really happening? After so many months trapped inside of here will I really be out there living in freedom again? No. He can easily find me and bring me back in there. Yes. Freedom, please. This man, his aura is dangerous, his grin is sadistic and yet, he's walking me outside Geto's house. Your thoughts were running wild, you didn't notice how the cold wind from the night sky was giving you goosebumps, that you were still naked, that his arm was no longer around you, and that you were walking through a forest, heading towards the sorcerer school of Tokyo. You were following him silently, not noticing him eying you several times from the side.
The school's territory was massive. Many buildings were placed around, a few large training spots and even a baseball field. It's past midnight now. A silent owl made some noise in the distance.
"Gojo must be still awake, I'll take you to his room", he said, entering one of the bigger buildings. The man who Sukuna was talking about had white hair and his eyes were covered by a black piece of cloth. Only now you realized what was actually happening. You were outside of Geto's house. A strange man with tattoos all over his body who randomly appeared there took you out of there. A white-haired man was looking at you with his mouth open. You were freezing and hungry. You were in deep pain. But you were free. At least for now. Who knows when Geto will appear here to take you back with him. Or maybe he'll just kill you directly the next time he sees you. It doesn't matter, you remind yourself. I'm out of there.
"You know, if you want to bring a woman with you into your bedroom you don't have to show me beforehand, Sukuna. Just go directly to your room and do what you please."
He seemed confused.
"I found her at Geto's place."
"Geto? What were you doing there?"
"I was bored so I walked through the forest..." he sat down on a large couch and spread his arms on top of the rest. "...when I heard screams. So I looked through the window and he was raping her. Tss. So tasteless."
Geto seemed to understand now. Walking towards his dresser and taking out a few pieces of clothing.
"Well, you did something great for once Sukuna."
"Huuuuuh?", he looked at the back of Gojo's head.
Gojo walked up to you, pressing his clothes into your hands. "Come with me, I'll show you where the bathroom is", he pointed towards the door. Not sure if you should trust this man or not you stayed still. Sukuna was watching you closely.
"Sukuna?"
"What?"
"Go wake up Nobara."
"Why would I do that yet alone listen to your orders?", he snapped.
Gojo turned around and smiled at him. "I think our guest would be more comfortable if another woman helped her clean her wounds and stuff."
"Ahh, I see. Women always have the habit of going to the bathroom together, right?"
Gojo didn't answer with words, just opened the door and waited for both of them to go through it. Sukuna was the first one to do so, heading straight to Nobara's room. It was still strange for all of them that Sukuna was now living with them at the school. But it was a good decision, after all, thought Gojo. He took another look at you, still smiling. You looked him in the eyes, or at least where you thought his eyes might be. You heard Geto talk about a person named Gojo before at his house. So this is him? Geto's rival? If he's the opposite to Geto, that must mean I can indeed trust this man, you asked yourself.
"Will you protect me from Geto?", your voice was nothing more than a whisper. But he heard you as he nodded.
He led you to the bathroom, filled the bath with hot water, and waited for Nobara to come. "What's your name?", he asked.
"It took you a few seconds before answering his question. You told him your name and waited for a response but he didn't say anything. he just smiled at you, a warming smile, not a creepy one.
The door shut open, slamming against the wall. Nobara was standing there with the widest eyes possible. Hair still messy from bed, pajamas wrinkled. "Did..." she was out of breath as she must have run here "... Did Sukuna just tell me the truth? He ... He saved a woman? A WOMAN?"
Sukuna was standing behind her with a bored expression. "Man, why are ya'll saying I saved her? She clung on to me and didn't let go."
Nobara's eyes were scanning you which made you slightly uncomfortable. All these eyes made you uncomfortable. All these strangers made you uncomfortable. But they are here to help you, they are nice, you remembered. Nobara jogged up to you and laid her hands on your shoulders, examining your bruises. "Oh god...", she whispered.
"We'll leave you alone then", said Gojo and walked out the room with a small wave of his hand. Sukuna was still eying you, how shaky you were, how silent and anxious towards all of you. Gojo closed the door and with it the view on you. He pushed Sukuna away from the door and towards the bedrooms. "Help me clean the empty bedroom."
"Why would I? Are you nuts?"
Gojo giggled but didn't let go of him, still pushing him forward.
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"I never thought Geto would be doing these horrible things", Gojo said. Kento shrugged his shoulders. "Now we know." His arm were crossing in front of his chest, his eyes closed, covered by glasses. It was the next morning. Gojo asked everyone to meet in the living room. Only Nobara wasn't there as she wasn't leaving your side since last nice. And you weren't invited to participate in their discussion on what to do next. Some were doubting you, saying that this might be an act and you just pretended to be in need in order to gain some information out of these people who were living in this school. Some were doubting that Sukuna was saying the truth let alone that he saved a woman. It all sounded so surreal.
"Why should I be lying?!", he screamed in protest. "As I said, she got beat up by him and-"
He was interrupted by Megumi.
"And you fought against Geto and took her out of there."
Well, this is what happened, but Sukuna didn't like the way they phrased it. They made him look as if he did something right. When in reality he was just bored and down for a small fight against an equally strong opponent. That you clung onto his clothes just happened wasn't a minor point to him.
Nobara helped you wash all the dirt away. She caught you crying unwillingly, sobbing everything out that was stuck inside of you for so long. Her embrace made you feel better. The hot water calmed you down. Her soft strokes against your back reminded you of your peaceful life before entering the world of spirits and sorcerers. You could see them, but you never talked about it to anyone. "Hey, are you okay?", she asked softly, brushing your hair away from your face and behind your ear. Maki came as well because your sobbing made her wake up. She was as confused as Nobara when she heard what happened but tried her best to help the poor girl sitting in the bath. They took care of her wounds, helped her slip into her (or Gojo's) clothes, and brought her to the empty bedroom. She was still afraid so they stayed with her for the night.
"I saw her crying, it wasn't fake. You can't act such pain in the face and voice", said Maki, arms crossed.
"So you're suggesting we keep her here? What if-"
"Of course we do!", said Yuuji.
"But what if-"
"Several powerful sorcerers are living under this room. Even if she's evil, which I do not believe in, we could manage to knock her out", said Megumi.
Toge said, "Tuna, tuna" in agreement.
"Exactly!", said Yuuji.
Gojo was listening closely and quietly. When no one else was saying anything he stood up from his seat, clapped into his hands, and said with a bright smile, "She stays!"
Nobara made you eat the whole plate and every side dish that she cooked till nothing was left. Your stomach hurt a bit at the sudden fullness, a feeling it almost forgot, but the pain was quick to fade and a warmth spread across your whole body instead. It tasted good. You were thankful.
"How was it?", she didn't stop watching you while you were eating, curious if you liked her food or not.
"It was great... thank you very much." Your throat still hurt a bit from Geto's hand but you could talk now at an audible level. "Glad to hear that!" She was so lively and energetic. She seemed to like you. You gave her a smile of yours. It was poor and cracked but enough for Nobara. "Come on now, you haven't met everyone yet."
She guided you through the house into the large room where everyone was talking. Gojo standing in the middle and saying "She stays!" out loud. What felt like millions of pairs of eyes shot to you. Curiosity, doubt, worry, concern. Everything was in there. You bowed slightly and said "Hello". Some of them kept quiet, which made you even more uncomfortable. Yuuji came up to you and stood still right in front of you, bending down slightly to be at an eye-level with you. You took a step back. "Hello, my name is Yuuji, nice to meet you!"
"H-Hello", you said again. He smiled then stood up straight again.
"Step back you idiot. You're scaring her", said Kento in a husky voice.
"Oh, n-no. It's fine." You put yours hand up in front of you.
"You can sit here", said Nobara and sat you down on the couch while taking a seat next to you.
There were a few seconds of silence. Everyone seemed to go through what happened in their head, searching for a not too offensive question, looking for soft words, and collecting their thoughts.
"Mind us telling how you got yourself into that situation? Is there a reason why he did these things to you?"
You were looking at your hands, going through your options. Trust them? Tell them lies?
You decided to tell the truth. Tell them about the evening you were walking through the forest near his house, not knowing that there is a house there even. You just wanted to collect some fungus. He approached you, seemed nice, offered you his help, brought you home for some tea and a warm meal, and then seduced you into his bed. He kept you there for a few days, fucking you over and over again, teasing, overstimulating you, punching, hitting, spanking, and bruising you. He was fun when he was in a good mood but letting his frustration and his stuck-up hatred out on you as well.
Sometimes, he'd take care of you afterward. Kiss your whole body, wipe the blood and his cum away with a warm towel, keep you in his arm till you fell asleep. And other times he'd just leave and lock the room behind him. It was frustrating. The second you thought he'd be good to you and apologize for what he has done, he did the exact opposite. Making you feel even shittier and even more worthless. Your thoughts filled up with negativity soon after. Hope left your eyes and the wish to end things came in return.
"I don't want this anymore..." you said once to him. He was pressing you against his naked body, his cock still inside of you. He whispered sweet words inside your ear, then leaning back and hitting you until you bled. Carrot and stick. He kept you lulled in his words and soft touched, then punishing you whenever you tried to fight against his behavior.
They listened carefully. A few gasps and compassionate sounds left their mouths here and there. But when you were finished with telling your story, something in all of their facial expressions changed. The people who were doubting you were now doubting themselves for thinking that this might be made up when in fact is was a cruel reality this man let you go through.
Nobara patted your back and brushed some strings of hair behind your ear. "You're so brave", she said in a low voice. Sukuna hadn't taken his eyes off of you this whole time. He never talked to someone who's been through torture as every time he tortured someone (not sexually) he'd just kill them at the end. He never thought about this before. Flashbacks of several dead children and other humans popped up in front of his inner eye. She shook these pictures of and focused on you again. There was so much sadness in your eyes even he could tell.
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"Hey, Nobara? Um, could... could you tell me more about that thing, um, that thing that neby went through?"
Startled she stared at him. "What do you mean?" Nobara, Toge, Megumi, and him were the only ones left in the room. The others went outside to show neby around.
"You know, that thing about what Geto did..."
"Tortue? Rape?", asked Megumi.
"Yea.. yea. Tell me more about that."
She couldn't follow him exactly, so she tried, "You want to know how humans feel when they go through shit like that?" He nodded. Did she nee that right? Did she hear him right? Inumaki seemed concerned as well. Nobara sat down again, looking at the ceiling, thinking of what to tell him so that even he will understand it. "Well, it's like getting stabbed both in the back and right in your heart at the same time.", she finally suggested.
"Or as if watching your beloved pet die a very slow and painful death but the pet is yourself", said Megumi after a while.
"Like a toy?" Sukuna was thinking about a human toy, a person to keep him entertained.
"No, loved one. Not someone who's there just for fun. Even tho your definition of fun is very different from ours...", Megumi stated.
Sukuna thought about their words for a few seconds. "I don't get it. Why would you keep someone around you who's got no purpose and brings you no joy?"
"Well, they do bring us joy. A loved one makes you happy and feel calm even in very stressful situations. Spending time with a person who makes all the sorrows go away is also some kind of joy. Or to make you understand it better, some kind of entertainment.
"Hey, watch your mouth little kid", Sukuna snapped at the mocking tone in Megumi's voice.
Nobara continued, "And if that person gets hurt by someone much, much stronger than you, you start feeling bad. Horrible even. You want to save that person and protect it. And now imagine that this person is yourself. But you can't help, you can't fight against someone who's so strong and keeps on hurting you so you just wait and let it happen."
"There is no one stronger than me."
"Sukuna!"
"Bonito Flakes!", his eyes were furrowed. How stupid is he, Inumaki thought to himself.
"But she isn't! A lot of people aren't indeed", Nobara continued, "She tried fighting against Geto to only end up hurting even more. Imagine yourself being tied up, not able to move, and getting hit my Gojo a million times, maybe that will help."
He stopped listening at the words of 'tied up' and imagines very naughty things. A smirk came upon his lips.
"Hey, are you listening?"
"Yea, yea. I am. Getting tied up by Gojo and then?"
She groaned in disbelieve. This man is so frustrating.
"Listen, if you really wanna know what people feel that go tho bad shit, you should ask them yourself. But don't be rude. It's a very sensitive topic, like a fresh wound. You don't wanna pour salt in it, right?"
"But it would be fun watching them scream."
"NO IT WOULDN'T", yelled Nobara at him.
The door swung open and Gojo came inside. "Hey Nobara, neby was asking for you. Could you come with me, please?"
"Oh, yeah, sure. One second." She grabbed her jacket and went to the door, stopping right before it and turning at 180° on her heels, facing Sukuna again. "People who go through bad things suffer from them for a very long time when not even their whole life. They relive what happened to them occasionally in their mind. It's called trauma. It's haunting them. As you know, you can't just wash memories away or forget them that easily so it's stuck with them for a very long time. There are a few people who do indeed forget what happened to them, but that's a whole other topic. There's a lot you need to learn Sukuna."
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"What were you guys talking about?", asked Gojo, facing Nobara.
"Ah, nothing special. He just asked questions that every human should know its answer to. It's so fascinating watching him as if he's been living under a rock or something", she laughed to herself but that smile was quick to fade when thinking about neby. She felt sorry. She wanted to hold her like a wounded cat and pet her all day, make the sorrows go away.
Neby was sitting on a bend, watching Maki and Panda train on one of the fields.
"Here she is", said Gojo and smiled his signature smile at you.
"Thank you, Gojo."
"No need to thank you. I'll leave you alone now. I have a lot to do for the rest of the day so bye-bye."
"Bye", Nobara and you said simultaneously. After Gojo was gone, Nobara turned to you and asked, "Sooo? What is it? How can I help?"
She noticed that you were playing with one of loose ends of your bandage. Where you nervous?
"I was afraid to ask Gojo himself but... do you think it's okay if I stay here? I don't want to be a burde-"
"Hey", she put her hands on her hips, looking you straight in the eyes. "Don't think about stupid questions like that. Of course, you are. And Gojo is taking care of it already. That's why he'll be busy for the rest of the day, doing paperwork and stuff. You should be wondering what to wear after this becomes dirty instead." She pointed at Gojo's clothes that you were wearing. "Do you have an apartment with your stuff still in it? We could go grab that and bring it here."
"I do, but I don't wanna go there by myself you know..."
"I understand. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. I'll ask Kiyotaka if it's okay for him to drive me there tomorrow. Is there something necessary that I should take from your apartment except for clothes?"
"My Notebook and its charger would be ideal."
"Okay", she smiled at you.
"Thank you Nobara."
Her eyes went glossy. "Of course neby!", she put her arms around you, hiding her tears on the one hand and crying to comfort you on the other. Nobara blinked them away and pulled away from you, but you noticed the slight redness anyway.
She went over to Maki and Panda, asked them to train with them and so you sat down on the bench again, watching the three of them fight against each other. Soon enough, the rest of the students came up and sat next to you, watching the others as well. Inumaki kept a slight distance between you two, not wanting to make you or himself feel nervous. Sukuna thought for a second about joining the other in a fun little fight but was too lazy to do so. His knee was touching yours but it didn't seem to bother him. Megumi was looking starring at his phone the whole time.
"So, you're staying here?", asked Sukuna, not taking his eyes off of Panda.
"I guess so."
"Well, my name is Sukuna and I'm probably the strongest here."
"Okaka", shrugged Inumaki at Sukuna's statement.
"What does that mean?"
"It means no", answered Megumi, still fixated on his phone.
"Ahh", you looked back at Sukuna who glared dangerously at Toge. This made you made chuckle. Both men looked at you.
"Oh, sorry. It's just so cute when you two look so angry at each other. Like two puppies fighting over a bone."
"Tss" Sukuna looked away while Inumaki sung deeper into his Jacket.