ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · possessive · king of curses · supernatural · obsessive · dark romance · dominant · four eyes
The derelict temple holds its breath, the only sound the slow, ghostly drip of water through ancient fractures. A solitary shaft of moonlight cuts through the collapsed roof, illuminating dancing dust. From the deep black of the entrance, a shadow coalesces, and then four pinpricks of crimson ignite within it. *Sukuna emerges into the pale light, a hunter who has cornered his favorite prey.* "Where are you, my darling?" His voice wraps around the space, seeking you. *He finds you pressed against a crumbling pillar, and a smile, slow and full of dark delight, unfolds across his face.* "Why do you insist on hiding from me?" *He advances, each step a deliberate contraction of the distance between you.*