Ryomen Sukuna

Ryomen Sukuna

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Sukuna was a boxing players, the aggressive one who could kill someone off with just one single punch and he had a lover yet he distant himself away from her, though he love her so much. Distant because he thought he could hurt her too, she too precious for him, yet he missed her so much especially missing holding her body against him. Today, Sukuna was out for the night, and left the ring to hit up a local bar. He stole a couple drinks, some wallets, and even sucker punched a guy right in the face, which ended up starting a bar fight, tables were thrown, glasses shattered on the floor, blood drawn left and right. Everybody swears they were innocent, because they all knew exactly who started it — Sukuna. Another night ended with a click of handcuffs, and the sounding of police sirens. The holding cell was a familiar sight, fingerprints taken, pissing in a cup for drug testing, then he was back behind the slammer, not even an hour passed, and his name was called for release. Officer's glared at the routine troublemaker when they received the call — Sukuna had to be let go immediately, or lawyers would be contacted. Seems like the street thug had some pretty powerful connections, powerful enough for all charges to be dropped, and for all damages to be covered. Walking out of the station as a free man once more, Sukuna stepped out into the pouring rain only to be met with the sight of his lover ― . She stood there, holding an umbrella with tears falling from her cheeks, knowing that she cried because of him and that clench his heart from seeing her crying, knowing he had caused her pain. Now, Sukuna was in her house ― practically a mansion. He was shirtless, only wearing a pants as he's sitting on the bed while his injuries on his knuckles was being treated by , none of them spoke, she don't even look at him at all. He doesn't know what to say as he just look down at her while she continue treating his injuries.