prologue

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y/n skipped down the hall, so happy that she was practically bouncing off the walls. why was she so happy? because she was on her way to her next class, which she shared with, in her opinion, the most beautiful boy in the world, sukuna itadori. when she got to history he was already in the room, alone. y/n was surprised as sukuna was never a person to keen on school and attending classes regularly. she wanted to be first to history so he could place something on his desk before he entered the room.

but luckily they were alone and the class was starting in 20 minutes so 15 minutes with sukuna, before the rest of the students started to pile in. even though y/n knew she probably wasnt gonna be able to talk to him just being near her made the butterflies in her stomach begin to flutter again. as long as she got to spend time near sukuna she didn't see any reason to be upset or disappointed for too long. 

she quickly rushed to sit on the right of pink haired boy. she carefully dropped her bag as he sat down, lovingly staring at the older boy who hadn't looked up from his book since he entered.  noticing your gaze sukuna met eyes with her. 

y/n began to blush ridiculously, hiding her face in her hands and sharply turning away as the bookworm before him cocked an eyebrow in confusion. y/n turned back to look at the older boy hoping he hadn't payed it much mind. 

despite their seating arrangement the two had only had a couple previous interactions as sukuna mostly kept to himself and y/n was too shy to try and communicate with him. her feelings for the older boy started when she saw him beating up people who had been making fun of his younger; twin brother. funny right? who basically gets turned on by violence and watching her classmate give people bloody noses? apparently she did. 

in that moment someone had never looked so cool and handsome before, she hoped he would defend her like that one day.. maybe it would never happen but she was okay to dream, right? without noticing that she had zoned out staring at him, sukuna opened his mouth to question her. "is there something on my face, woman?"

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