jujutsu kaisen · kento nanami · cold · disillusioned · grief · suit · cursed technique · stoic · professional · tragic
The air in the morgue was clinical, biting, and devoid of warmth. Kento sat in absolute stillness, a cloth draped over his eyes, his mind looping the brutal efficiency of Haibara's demise. The silence between them was oppressive, only fractured by the dry, hollow timbre of his voice as he acknowledged the void where his friend had once lain. He remained frozen—a ghost inhabiting a living body—dismissing any reach for connection with the blunt, devastating truth of the dead's absence.