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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"This couldn't get any better." Sukuna emphasized to the shaken (Y/n) with an evil grin.

They stood in a patch of grass, deep into the shady forest. Ready to defend, she bent down to a fighting stance. This was a surprise. (Y/n) would be more confident in a her weapon of choice—if she had it on her to begin with—but for this internship had decided to force herself to use pure cursed techniques; wether that decision be a curse or a blessing for her education was up to the outcome of this surprise.

'Shit, this isn't good...' she looked around for anything that hinted toward a harbinger of some kind—something Sukuna would come outside to steal—his very own finger.

"Sukuna..." (Y/n) whispered. She tried to make sense of the situation. 'Why are you out? Why did Itadori let you out???'

Previous to, (Y/n) was checking on the students during their mission as she noticed something off about Itadori as she was making her way through the tree tops. However, when she made her way down to the patch of grass, it was made clear that Itadori definitely wasn't there anymore.

A wide maniacal grin sat seemingly permanent on Itadori's soft features. This would be her first meeting with Sukana.

"I was just about to leave, but you showed up." He laughed heftily, running his black nails through his hair. "What a surprise..."

In the flash of an instant, The King ripped Itadori's uniform off his bare body, exposing his tattooed chest to the world. The sorcerer took a step back.

"I can't believe it. It's perfect timing." He mocked.

(Y/n) stayed silent as she listened to the King of Curses bicker. She eyed his distinctive tattoo marks dancing with the creases of his widened sinful grin; her once bright (e/c) eyes dulled by the shadow of the stormy sky above.

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