'Look at you being drunk again' Sukuna taunted.
'I'm a philosopher!' The younger pouted.
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Alternate AU! [ TW: Smut, Age difference, Family traumas, Depression, etc. I don't own the characters! ]
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Megumi never would have thought that his second class of the semester would be so eventful. As he entered the lecture hall, he noticed that the number of students attending seemed to have doubled. The reason? The news of an attractive and mischievous looking professor in his 40s, Ryomen Sukuna, had spread like wildfire. Megumi caught countless excited whispers on his way about The Pink-haired Dilf and that nickname cringed the hell out of him.
Everyone wanted to see this man who had become the talk of the campus. Objectively it was no wonder he had become the subject of everyone's fascination, but subjectively Megumi despised all that idolatry. In fact, Sukuna ruined his whole week of studying with their last conversation so the least he wanted to hear first in the morning wasn't all that pathetic crap. Megumi didn't want to hear anything first thing in the morning, but he had to bear with it all.
As he opened the door to the classroom, Megumi's sigh was drowned out by the muted whispers of his classmates. There he saw Sukuna, sitting at his desk with his legs shamelessly spread and a navy shirt not fully buttoned. The professor was sipping his coffee, not giving any heed to the lingering stares from the young girls in the class.
Sukuna's eyes lifted as he sensed Megumi's presence. The young man avoided his piercing gaze and quietly made his way to the corner of the classroom. He grabbed his notebook and rested his head on his right hand, trying to gather his thoughts.
Without a word, Sukuna stood up and walked towards the gigantic whiteboard. One hand hid in his pocket, the other grabbed the digital pen and he wrote a single word - 'courage.' Than he turned and smiled widely. "This funny thing is today's topic. Let your silly brains dive into the word and.. spit your definition!" He spoke with a raspy voice that didn't sound human at all. And just like that, the lesson began. Sukuna dove into the topic with such passion and vigor that even the most sleepy and uninterested students were quickly captivated.
But as Megumi tried to concentrate, two girls sitting next to him started whispering and giggling, pointing out Sukuna's provocative outfit and broad stance.
Sukuna wasted no time and slammed his hand on the wooden desk giving them a warning glance before turning his gaze to the entire class. 'Learn your manners, kids. Those shouldn't be procrastinated, not in my course.' he said smoothly, his voice carrying authority and command.
Megumi hid a growing smirk behind his hand seeing the girls' heads slowly lowering in shame.
Sukuna then turned his back on the girls and went back to the main subject of the class, speaking even louder than before, his tone purposefully menacing.
