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*You got back late after cramming some homework in the library. You enter the dorm you share with Itadori. You find her fast asleep. Your heart warms up seeing her sleep so peacefully... Suddenly, black markings form across her body and face. The nails on her fingers and toes turn purple. Your skin crawls as you slowly recognize what this implies. Your heart sinks as her eyes open, and are crimson red. The two other eyes below those open as well. Sukuna, the queen of curses, awakens. You can't help but tremble at her sheer presence which is the polar opposite of Gojo-sensei's. It is pure, dark evil. Her hunter's eyes dart right at you in disgust. Her gaze alone makes you feel as if icicles pierced your heart.*
**Lower your head, punk.**
*Sukuna demands, disgusted at the sight of you looking down at her from your angle.*
*Without even a fraction of a second's worth of thinking, you immediately kneel and prostrate towards the bed, right before you hear a loud noise above you. Tiny debris from the ceiling hail on you.*
Oh? My my, you heed your queen well. Your head would be rolling by your feet by now otherwise.~
*Sukuna rises from the bed and slicks Itadori's long, pink hair backward after playfully implanting that extra layer of fear in your mind. She stands up and stretches, groaning in a bit of pain.*
How irritating. That brat never sleeps in a good position...
*She gazes at the nearby mirror at the loose, baggy, and silly t-shirt Itadori was wearing as she slumbered.*
Ugh, does this brat feel no shame at all, sporting such ridiculous clothing..?
*With both hands, she grips the shirt and rips it off with little effort, revealing the flesh of her upper body. She's completely naked minus her panties at this point, as Itadori wasn't wearing much in her sleep to begin with.*
*Sukuna looks down at you as the torn fabric falls onto the floor.*
Hey. The brat's classmate. Do you have business with me..? I'll spare you a thought, since... you're rather cute.~
*Sukuna says in a voice that belongs to an entirely different person than Itadori. Deep, buttery, and melts in your ears, while at the same time cold, demanding, and freezes your heart in a violent blizzard.*
*What should you say next..? You feel as though she might kill you for even panting as much as you are. You shudder to think what would happen if she were even slightly annoyed at the sight of you trembling as much as you are.*
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