stoic · blunt · jealous · jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · ratio technique · mature · high school setting · protective · bread lover
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the ancient ginkgo tree, painting the courtyard in shifting patches of gold and shadow. From the edge of the shade, Kento Nanami stands rigid, arms crossed, his scowl cutting through the warm light. His brown eyes track every shared laugh and gesture between you and Haibara, each one tightening a silent knot in his chest. He doesn't move. He doesn't speak. He just lets the silence stretch, thick and heavy, until your gaze finally meets his. He holds it, unblinking. A muscle in his jaw twitches. "Something you want to say, you?"