Therapy Playlist (Ikuzo, Temera!) Ryomen Sukuna x Fem!Reader

7: Meritocracy

A.N: So I'll disappear again because of college I apologize. Thank you everyone for everything. I also edit some major narration so I recommend you guys to read early chapters again. Thank youuu!

tw // mention of rape culture

SUKUNA

There were only a few things in life that commanded my attention. I cared about myself, things that concerned me, and no one else. I did as I please. I ate what I wanted to eat. If something was entertaining, I threw it a bone.

And I discarded whatever obstructed my path. I never needed anyone to satisfy me. The only ones that I gave a slight leniency to were my brothers. But then, she appeared and began to sneak into my thoughts. Colour me surprised. Who would've thought someone could give me such an ire?

Fine. Let's reappraise the thought and emotion before it blows up.

Our first encounter was hardly the catalyst for any profound change, yet it left an indelible first impression. It was a simple cause and effect. Black jeans and a fucking red halter neck crop top, taunting everyone with her beautiful form.

She could take everyone's breath away. Quite literally, when she wrongly perceived me as a bully and instinctively reacted, landing a kick to my jaw. I released an amused exhale at the memory. It was a straightforward response to a situation she misunderstood.

The idea that I would waste my time to bully some insignificant brat was laughable. But her unfiltered reaction was amusing. The daring audacity and feisty gutsiness. She stood there, a tempest of righteousness, challenging me to retaliate. But I didn't. I was more interested in the fire behind her (e/c) eyes. That naïveté was almost endearing.

And the silly sass after she obliviously read the room wrong... I laughed.

I had heard her sing in the music room when I passed the Faculty Building B hallway on my way to the cafeteria, making me instantly sit in front of the piano she was playing to distract her from rehearsal. I was not even gonna lie. She had a diva voice.

But it was different at the student council welcoming party when she wore that flattering dress. The MC asked for volunteers to sing, and in a moment of mischief, I grabbed her hand, thrusting it into the air, and declared she wanted to sing.

I wanted to annoy and tease her. Maybe even made a foolish joke out of it. She protested (of course), but I insisted, and when she finally took the stage, her performance left me momentarily spellbound. And I was the one who was made a fool.

Something unfamiliar stirred me, and I wanted to ask her for a dance, but Torashi beat me. It left me irritated and sour when he got her attention. It was an unwelcome sensation. Watching her laugh at his words was more grating than I cared to admit. I blame it on my competitiveness.

Since then, I have found that Torashi frequently visits her dorm room. Honestly, it began to irk me. Only because whenever he saw me, he would throw me a faux innocent smile. The following morning, I usually found her eyes puffy, red, and swollen after his visit.

Each fucking time he left. It was evident he was causing her distress. But it was none of my concern, dismissing it as none of my business. She was free to make her choices, even if they led to pain. None of my problems.

Our next exchange was almost ridiculous. One of my minions found her phone after the attack on campus, and I decided to keep it until the next day. Again, I just wanted to annoy her. When I teased her that I had her phone, she responded with the same fiery spirit, throwing the first punch. An overreaction on her part, sure. But it was a good fight.