03 - King of Delinquents.
Author's POV
a week has passed ever since you were set to tutor the younger itadori. going to their house after school.
that wasn't even the point, the point was. whenever you came over, he was always there to trigger the shit out of you. it was like the devil in human form.
you loved hanging out with yuuji, you know he was trying his best to learn something, even though it takes a while but you understood him at some point.
their parents adored you, completely in awe whenever you come over. they were always there to come and check you and yuuji, but mostly you every hour. and they may or may not have threatened sukuna to not disturb you both, that's why him interrupting you and yuuji in the kitchen went down by a minimum.
moving aside the tutoring session.
let's focus on sukuna, the itadori sukuna, whom your mind thought you to loathe. you absolutely despised the man as described.
him and yuuji were polar opposites despite being twins. the younger itadori was more innocent, naive, dumb, and overall nice. despite his lack of knowledge on certain things, yuuji tries his best and still cares for others.
however, the older itadori--- an absolute jackass. having a mind of his own, he treats people like fucking toys. having these tattoos all over his body and also his face, you've got to admit as a normal human being, it's hot.
the menace was just the type of guy despite his shitty personality, you can't ever deny he's not hot, because he is, through and through. those tattoos, it was something, you can tell him and itadori a part with a single glance though they didn't look much different via face.
sukuna was more with muscles, the man was big. but he wasn't the scary kind of buff, he had an attractive physique the type you can't deny again.
that's why sometimes you'd thunk it's such an absolute waste for all that facial harmony and great bod to land on an absolutely shitty fucking personality.
you've seen him on the act. how he beats people up, it isn't actually him who does the beating. it's his acquaintances:
it was one afternoon, where nobara, maki, and you were walking to your respective classes. but, as you three were about to pass a certain place where usually no teachers were at, the back of the school.
it was a creepy way, it wasn't exposed to the public since there were walls that covered it. it looked like a creepy alleyway.
unfortunately, you and your friends needed to walk pass the said alley.
and then you saw it. as soon as you walked pass the sound of a person groaning was heard.
"for fucks sake." maki munbles underneath her breath, you catch her also rolling her eyes as she eyes the sight in front of you, "when will he stop."
"who are they?" you asked, seeing three different personas, handling also three people who were now on the ground, blood covering their faces as they couldn't do anything but to groan anymore.
"if sukuna is what you described as, asshole, jackass, bitch, and jerk. mahito is all the cursed names combined, he's the one with the blue hair." nobara explains to you thoroughly, and you turned your gaze over to him being blessed with a pretty face, incredible healthy hair that stopped right at the surface of his shoulders. and his eyes, oh they can trick you into submission in a second.
despite this very attractive facade, mahito was unlike any other. usually the one to land his fist on a student with a smile to his fucking face. you've seen it all.
"you look so fucking dumb right now." mahito barks, his laugh booms through the whole area.
he had this menacing smile that can send shivers down your spine, he's looking at his bruised up victim on all fours. coughing up blood, as the mahito only stood in front of him with that eerily smile on his face.
"stop taking all the fun, mahito." then a voice adds.
"that's jogo , would not say no to violence. if you'd give him choices like; would you spend time with a couple of puppies or would you jump into a volcano and die." maki tells you, exagerattingly but if only you knew maki wasn't over acting at all, "he'd choose the second option."
your eyes moved to the big by weight guy, though he was short, his hair was shaved. he was chubby, but nonetheless looked scary.
"you were all talk earlier, kioshi." jogo teases as he gets up all on the beaten man's face, "yet you are this close to having me actually killing you."
you held your gasp in, how can an actualy human being say such a thing.
"they're fucking idiots." nobara tells you with a scoff at the end of her sentence, her tone dripping with absolute disgust.
"calm down, jogo." then another unfamiliar voice appears, but unlike the others who were rough and harsh. this one's soft, "after all, they're not that worth it."
"and the most famous loyal dog of sukuna, every king has got to have it's right hand man." maki exclaims with a sarcastic laugh, " that's uraume, better watch your mouth when he's around cause he doesn't like hearing someone badmouthing his king."
"ew, stop calling sukuna a king." nobara rolls her eyes, her tone filled with disgust to the brim.
maki practically ignored her and continues filling you in with knowledge, the short man uraume had a chin-length white hair, and irregular line of dark plum pink running horizontally across the back of his head, and dark pink eyes with long lashes. another pretty boy, but sadly involved with sukuna.
"how is he so loyal?" you asked, to you sukuna was a mere idiot, so why waste time ever being a loyal follower to him?
"don't know, all i know is that person would tie you up against a tree in a forest to watch you being eaten alive by whatever animals roam around the forest." the brown haired short hair, nobara tells you, "all because you disrespected his lord and savior."
obviously joking, nobara and maki laughs between themselves. but you can only look at them.
seeing as jogo now was ontop of one of the guys who was already badly beaten up, landing his fist on the guys face again, and again, and again.
mahito only leaned his back on the mossy eall of the school, a menacing grin was plastered right on his face as he only watches, shouting along some encouraging comment, "go at it, jogo!"
uraume, the loyal dog as per said. only had his hands behind his back like a fucking butler. who stands like that honestly? he looked too innocent and didn't belong in the scene, his face was blank and stoic no signs of expression at all.
"oh and there's sukuna." maki announced, "I don't even know why I'm friends with him."
"honestly." nobara couldn't agree more.
beside uraume was the infamous itadori sukuna, sitting right on top the pile of fucking unconscious about two or three people. he was manspreading, as he took in the sight before him, absolutely enjoying it all.
"this is fucking boring." he grumbles, throwing his head back showing a sign of annoyance.
"any thing you want to do, sukuna?" uraume turns to the pink haired.
"nothing, i might go into class or some shit." sukuna answers, hopping off the pile of bodies as he now turnd to his follower.
"come on, let's go. we'll be late because of mister dickhead." maki didn't even bother letting you reply, she drags you away from the scene along with nobara. the delinquents conversation with his gang now out of your senses.
"you go to class?" mahito comments with a laugh at the end, "in what world."
"shut the fuck up." sukuna grumbles, he olaces his hands inside his pockets as he scowled at the long haired man.
"it's probably because of that hot chick he always seem to have a screaming match with." jogo butts in with a teasing smile, finally stopping his assult to the noe unconscious man on the floor as he gets up and bumps sukuna in a teasing manner, causing for him to earn a smack from sukuna at the back of his head.
"fuck off, she's fucking annoying." sukuna complains, as jogo groans in pain as he now rubs the bruised spot.
"want me to deal with her? you know females are not an exemption... to me." uraume suggests.
"no, it's just a stupid bickering between us nothing personal." sukuna explains.
"she got the balls, to be honest." mahito shrugs his shoulders, applauding you for your braveness, "and she's hot, i might make a move on her."
"ew." jogo let's out with a disgusted look towards the long haired.
"that's not what your mom said to me last night." mahito says in the most teasing voice, his expression looked like he was being dead serious with that eerie smile on his face.
"fuck you!" jogo launches at mahito but the long haired quickly dodges him, making the shaved head land on his face with a loud thud..
"do whatever you want." sukuna began to walk away and couldn't care less about the situation he was already in., throwing his hand up in the process, indicating that what he said was legit. they can do whatever they want.
"I'll bring your bento later." uraume announces whislt sukuna only continues to walk away.
without any words from sukuna, he finally disappears from their sight.
"dibs on the girl." mahito exclaimd with a smile. only gor his comment to be ignored by the two.
"you guys go, I'll clean this up." uraume says, talking about the bodies scattered all on the floor.
"see you, uraume!" mahito skips away with a smile still sticking on his face.
"peace." jogo then follows.
you watched as the tatted man entered ten minutes into the class, he ignored the teacher calling for his name as he sits on his seat without a care in the world, he had on his usual resting bitch face.
you didn't give him another glance, he didn't deserve it nor was he worth it for your attention.
now you know how sukuna works, he has acquaintances that basically can kill for him, especially the short white haired.
you shivered at the though, what did he even see in sukuna? was he crazy? or was he even worse than sukuna.
"sukuna-kun, surprised you even attended." satoru, your sensei exclaimd with a smile.
"shut up, old hag." the pink haired harshly replies as if he wasn't just talking to a teacher, someone that should be treated with respect.
you looked at him, a disgust look was shown on your face completely off guard by how the tatted man can say such things and be so rude without any reasons.
you both made eye contact. his red eyes pierced yours, whatever was in his head to behave the way he does? that question lingers in your mind.
as your eyes met for a little too long, a grin slowly began forming in on his mischievous face, and then he breaks it off by saying, "the fuck you staring for?"
you roll your eyes at the man before looking away, facing satoru who already had his eyes on the two of you. surprisingly, a wondrous idea popped in his head.
as he began to continue his lesson with sukuna now involved, it wasn't oh so surprising when you and sukuna began to bicker again, finding yourselves in another one of your endeavours. drawing the attention of your classmates and disrupting the class.
"princess, can you please just admit that you're wrong for once?" sukuna demanded, his frustration evident in his tone as he glared across the room at you.
you bristled at sukuna's accusation, your cheeks flushing with indignation. "Me? Wrong? Please, sukuna, you're the one who can't seem to grasp even the simplest concepts," you retorted, your voice dripping with sarcasm.
your classmates exchanged amused glances, knowing all too well the dynamic between you and sukuna. But before the argument could escalate any further, satoru intervened, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.
"Alright, that's enough, you two," satoru admonished, his tone firm but laced with amusement as he addressed you and sukuna. "I think it's time we put an end to this bickering once and for all."
you and sukuna fell silent, your attention turning to your teacher as he continued to speak, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
"You know y/n-chan and sukuna-kun, I can't help but notice the chemistry between you two," satoru remarked, his grin widening as he observed your reactions. "Perhaps there's more to your arguments than meets the eye. Maybe, just maybe, there's a spark of something deeper."
"what the heck, old hag?" sukuna basically spits, venom appears in his tone.
you and sukuna exchanged incredulous glances, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment at their teacher's playful insinuations. But before you could protest, satoru forged ahead, undeterred by your discomfort.
"I can see it now: y/n-chan and sukuna-kun, the ultimate power couple," satoru teased, his voice filled with mock enthusiasm as he gestured between you. "Think about it: y/n-chan's sharp wit and sukuna's stubborn determination. Together, they'd be unstoppable!"
you and sukuna's jaws dropped in disbelief at your teacher's outrageous suggestions, your faces flushing crimson with embarrassment. But as you opened your mouths to protest, satoru held up a hand to silence you, a playful twinkle in his eye.
"Now, now, don't deny it! I can see the sparks flying already," satoru continued, his grin widening as he leaned back against his desk. "But hey, if you two aren't interested in pursuing a romantic relationship, that's fine too. Just thought I'd throw the idea out there!"
With that, satoru flashed them a wink before returning his attention to the lesson, leaving you and sukuna speechless and utterly mortified. And as the class erupted into laughter at your expense, you and sukuna exchanged resigned glances, knowing that there was no escaping your teacher's relentless teasing.
"I fucking hate that stupid paint brush." sukuna grumbles, his hand burried in both his pockets as his face held a scowl that made students around him move away from the menace. talking about what happened in class earlier, he was on a tough fucking spot that's for sure.
"should I?" uraume asks calmly and softly, as if what he asked wasn't dangerous as it already was.
sukuna ignored the question, not wanting to say the wrong things.
"I've got to talk to her, man." mahito exclaimd with a laugh at the end, placing both his hands at the back of his head, "she's so my type."
"you don't like women." jogo adds with a confused look plastered on his face.
"there's an exemption for l/n-chan and your mom ." mahito teases with a large grin now appearing on his face.
"stop bringing my mom into your shit mahito!"