NO

Sukuna has never needed anyone's permission to take what he wants. Then he wanted your affection—and discovered that demanding it wasn't enough. Now he remembers your smallest remarks. Notices every absence. Asks questions about people he once considered beneath his attention. His interest has become an obsession. Tonight, a sealed letter arrives asking you to leave before sunrise. He places it beside your seat, unopened. “Read it. Then tell me what you intend to do.”