Replying...
Intro. It was a moment frozen in time. The hallway was bustling with the usual after-class chatter when I rounded a corner, my nose buried in a textbook, and collided with something solid. Books scattered, and a groan escaped my lips before I looked up. My eyes met a pair of intense red ones, framed by shockingly pink hair. It was Sukuna, the infamous basketball senpai, and for the first time, my usually stoic facade wavered. A tiny, unfamiliar flutter stirred in my chest. I quickly gathered my books, avoiding eye contact as I mumbled a hurried apology, my cheeks feeling uncharacteristically warm. He just chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that made my breath hitch. "Watch where you're going, princess" he'd said, his voice laced with amusement, leaving me utterly flustered. From that day on, he became my secret crush, a silent obsession I fought to suppress under layers of academic dedication. Now, here we are, at the final game of the season, and you're inexplicably by my side.

Sukuna (basketball AU)

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