X-Men: Curse Unleashed

Chapter 6 - Lost in the Dark

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As the blaring sound of the alarm filled the room, Sukuna's hand instinctively shot out to silence it. However, in his half-asleep state, he misjudged the force needed and ended up crushing the alarm clock with his fist. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he took in the shattered remains of the clock.

With a sigh, he pushed himself up from the bed, feeling the familiar aches and pains that came from sleeping in one position for too long. He stretched his arms above his head, his joints popping and cracking as he did so.

Shuffling over to the bathroom, he flicked on the light switch and squinted against the sudden brightness. He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror, his usually neat hair sticking up in all directions, and he ran a hand through it in an attempt to tame it.

Turning on the shower, he waited for the water to heat up before stepping in, letting the hot water wash away the remnants of sleep. He took his time, enjoying the feeling of the water beating down on his back, before eventually turning off the shower and stepping out.

After toweling off, he brushed his teeth and ran a comb through his hair, before getting dressed. He took one last look at himself in the mirror, making sure everything was in place, before heading out of the room and towards the kitchen for breakfast.

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Satoru exited his room, already dressed in a white T-shirt, red undershirt, blue jeans, and black sneakers. His teashade glasses were perched on the bridge of his nose, and he looked ready to start the day. As he walked down the hallway, he spotted Sukuna leaving his room and starting to walk away. Satoru quickened his pace to catch up to him, a cheerful smile on his face.

"Morning," Satoru said, placing a hand on Sukuna's shoulder. Sukuna turned to look at him, his expression neutral.

"Morning," Sukuna replied, his tone even. He gently removed Satoru's hand from his shoulder, causing Satoru to wince dramatically.

"Ouch," Satoru said, clutching his hand to his chest as if he were in pain. Sukuna turned to Satoru with a smirk on his face. "Heh, you cryin?" he asked, mimicking Gojo's tone from the show. Satoru shot him a glare, but Sukuna just chuckled and continued walking.

Satoru followed closely behind, feeling a mix of annoyance and amusement at Sukuna's antics. As they entered the classroom, Satoru glanced around, taking in the other students and the teacher at the front of the room.

Hank, the teacher, smiled at them as they entered. "Hey, why don't you take a seat? Anywhere is fine," he said, gesturing towards the empty desks.

Sukuna immediately headed towards the back of the room, taking a seat in one of the empty chairs. Satoru followed, sitting down next to him.

As they settled into their seats, Satoru couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness. This was his first real class at the Xavier Institute, and he wasn't sure what to expect. He glanced over at Sukuna, who seemed completely unfazed by the situation.

Sukuna caught his gaze and smirked. "Relax, Gojo. It's just a class," he said, his tone teasing.

Satoru rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help but feel a little reassured by Sukuna's presence. He took a deep breath and focused his attention on the front of the room, ready to start the class.

As Scott and Bobby entered the classroom, they took their seats quickly. Hank was getting ready to take attendance when Nightcrawler suddenly teleported into the room with a 'poof' sound, causing Hank to sigh.

"Sorry I'm late," Nightcrawler said in his German accent, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. Hank shook his head and began to take attendance.

An hour passed by quickly, and as the class ended, everyone started to exit the room. Nightcrawler called out to Scott and Bobby, starting a conversation with them.