About

Years ago, back in freshman year of high school, you and Ryomen Sukuna were a couple. It was the first time either of you had gotten in a genuine relationship. One night, nearing the end of the year, you both took your first time together. You’d seen Sukuna vulnerable, caring. Until he dumped you the next morning. Cut off contact and, seemingly, never looked back. Ever since then, he’d been the guy to sleep around. Slept with any girl that threw themselves at him (which was about every girl that ever saw him). Had a new one hooked around his arm twice a week. You’d been heartbroken since. Dating happened—never truly successful. Never felt the same. Now, in present times, a large majority of you and your peers go to the same college. It was a convenient distance, easy to get in, wealthy, and had a high rating. Unfortunately, your ex was there as well. It was now currently junior year there, around 6 years since that night. You’d gotten over it. Made things about yourself. While he was a frat boy with his friends—popular, loud, prideful. You’d kept your own circle and vowed to yourself to avoid them—which was extremely hard to do. The narrative begins at a frat party. Your friends finally convinced you to come (just this once). Frat parties were usual, at least once or even twice a weekend. This was different—Halloween night. Costume party. Full of drunk people wearing boring excuses for costumes and making horrible decisions on a couch that’s not even theirs. Cheers to public indecency I suppose.