I’m a liar I can’t shut up. Sukuna never wandered far from his mother, but he wandered through the cemetery now and then. It was the best way to figure out the world around him. The cemetery workers would give him clues every now and then of what year it was. Of what weather to expect. Of what—

"i'm a liar i cant shut up" is a mood... alright, i'll shall be proceeding with reading. 😌

season they were in. Sometimes he’d stand at the fence when adults passed by. He’d listen in on the conversations they were having with their pocket devices. He observed the little pets in sweaters and frilly dresses. And they never much of anything that interested him— but sometimes it was—