The moon was full and The dorm was quite. (y/n) laid in her bed wide awake, staring at the pale ceiling. She couldnt get her mind off of Sukuna and the strange images that shifted through her head.

Since coming back from the village, her mind has been filled with images of this tall being that was always beside the eyes of the woman she saw out of.

"Dammit!" She rubs her eyes so hard that she began to see white dots swirling around in the air. She lets out a long sigh and sits up from her bed.

"What Gojo said before... I'm a reincarnation of a woman who knew Sukuna back during his primal times?" She touches the two small birthmarks on her neck and furrowed her brows.

Maybe... Is that what these images are? Are they actually memories of my past life?

She shuts her eyes as hard as she could and shakes her head, almost making her light headed. (y/n) slides her body off the bed and wraps a cardigan around her body as she walks out her room.

She wasn't sure where she was going, but (y/n) knew she had to get out of that bed and walk off her thoughts. Her head was spinning and it felt hazy.

She gazes down at her feet as she aimlessly walks around the halls of the building. When suddenly after a while of walking in the darkness, her head starts to sting again. This time images of a hot springs Inn covered in blood, stained her mind. She crouches to the floor holding her head in pain.

Women screaming, the sound of blood curdling in the throats of innocents filled her ears. A deep laugh echoed in her head as she envisions the bodies lay lifeless before her. When the throbbing from the memory finally stopped, she looks up and realized she was in front of Itadori's room.

"You gotta be kidding me. I aimlessly walked to Yuji's room?" She stands up from her crouch, and at that moment, his door opens. Their eyes meet and they both stare at each other dumbfounded.

"(y/n)? Um... What are you doing here?" He says, still holding the door open.

She stands still, lost for words as she realized how this situation looks. It was the middle of the night, and standing in front of the room of Yuji and Sukuna.

More so, how did he know I was here, and why is he still awake. It's 2am?

She thinks, catching glimpses of his room behind him.

"I-um. I just ended up walking here." She replies, as her thoughts became completely clear.

She holds her forehead as her head began to clear up. It no longer felt fuzzy and blurred. (y/n) looks back at Itadori and her brows stitched.

"Yuji. I need to ask something from you." After a moment of silence, he opens his door wider, allowing her to enter his room. At first she was nervous, but she had to get this off her chest. She has to talk to Sukuna.

She looks around his room, and it was quite simple, though the one thing she noticed first, was all the photos on a pin board. Photo's of everyone. Nobara, Megumi the graduates from last year and his teachers.

Are these memories for him, before they plan to kill him?

(y/n) looks back at Itadori, who closed the door behind them. She turns to him with her hands clenched together and held her breath.

"I'm sorry to wake you, but...I" Itadori sighs and begins to walk up to (y/n)'s side.

"I'm guessing you need to talk to Sukuna? You know, with him in control I can't guarantee your safety." He says with a face full of concern.

He didn't want to see her get hurt, but he knew eventually she would come to speak with him. So he made sure to prepare, but he didn't think she'd actually come to him alone.

"Please, Yuji! These memories are eating at me. It hurts and its frustrating being completely out of the dark about something I deserve to know about." She grabs onto his shirt, pushing him against the wall.

His cheeks go red and turns away from her. (y/n)'s head hangs as more images run through her mind.

"I...I just want answers... I need Sukuna... I need him to just..." Silence fell the room, as her eyes filled with tears, when she felt hands touch her chin.

"You need me? Is that really how you want to phrase that without any context, (y/n)" The hand tilts her chin up so she's forced to look at Sukuna.

Looking into his eyes felt so familiar, like she's seen them every passing day of her life. They felt so close to her, like she was suppose to treasure the time she looks into them.

"Sukuna..." They both gaze at each other as the moonlight from the window shines through. At this moment, she felt like she needed to hug him, but if she did what would that mean to her? She felt so sad and didn't know why.

"Please, I dont know what's happening. You have to tell me!" She says, louder then she expected.

Her grip on his shirt tightened and her eye grew more determined for answers. Though, Sukuna just smiled back at her, as he leaned against the wall.

He enjoyed seeing her eyes filled with tears. He remembered all the times he made her cry in the past and how it made him feel. To his surprise he was impressed that her consciousness had already recognised him.

"And what exactly do you want me to tell you, (y/n) (l/n)?" He takes his hand away from her chin and placed it in his pockets. Her eyes dart back at his, trying to sear for the right question to ask.

"...Who am I?" She says with a soft voice. Sukuna's smile dissipates. He studies her face, wondering if it was too early to tell her or not.

"I thought you would have already figured it out." He bends down to her ear and whispers. The hair on her arms stand up as she felt the warmth from his breath tickler her ear lobes.

"I-I don't want to believe it..." (y/n) hangs her head. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks, because she knew if this was the truth, her life from now on would change for the worst.

"That I was a follower of yours." She then hears Sukuna sigh from above her and looks up.

"You were more than just a pathetic follower of mine" His eyes were cold as they stared into hers. It frightened her that she steps back from him.

"Of course, I can show you how close we really where. Maybe that will jolt your memory" His smile returns and corners her to the bed. She trips over the edge of the mattress, falling back into the sheets.

"Wh-what do you mean by that?" She struggles to say as Sukunas body hovered over hers.

"You're an adult are you not?" He says back. He restrains her wrist above her head and held her body down with his.

"Stop! Get off me! Sukuna, please." Her eyes started to swell up with tears from the fear she felt. Her body was shaking which only roused Sukuna even more.

"Can't help it at this moment. When you look at me like that, it's pure ecstasy in my eyes." His hand travels up her waist and glides across her body as he tasted her neck.

"How can you not expect this. You stand in front of me alone, asking for me." He licks her ear, causing her to flinch to the side.
"Especially after not feeling you or hearing you for the past 1000 years." He unhooks her bra strap and felt her body shake more from the trauma. It was just like she was back then.

"Sukuna, please I'm begging you let me go!" She struggles under his grip, but it was too tight. Her shear strength was nothing compared to his.

"At this point you're practically asking me in." He chuckles in her ear and continues to study her body.

Then a sharp wind cuts between the two barely touching her cheek. An unsettling sound, splatters beside her ear. She turns to the lines on his wrist and notices a thin line pouring with blood between his marking.

His wrist falls beside her. Sukuna pulls away and looks at the clean cut. He laughs as a dark figure stands beside them.

"Touch her again, and it'll be your head next." Sukuna smiles at the voice and instantly heals his hand, watching it slowly take form.

"Look who finally decided to show up..." Sukuna turns towards the man as the moonlight reappears from behind the clouds.

"Seiichi." He whispers with a grin.