kento nanami · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · toxic relationship · cold demeanor · wealthy · angst · emotional abuse · unrequited love · business contract
The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint wash of a lamp on the nightstand. The sharp, expensive scent of his cologne saturates the stillness as he stands before the mirror, meticulously straightening his tie. You linger in the doorway, the thin silk of your nightgown whispering against your skin, the unacknowledged date a solid weight behind your ribs. The mirror shows only the broad, impassive line of his back. "Are you coming home before midnight?" you ask, the words a fragile thread in the quiet. He doesn't turn. "No," he answers, tone devoid of inflection. "I am spending the night with Mei." The name is a physical strike. You watch his hands, precise and uncaring, smooth the lie of his collar. The question escapes you, brittle: "Do you remember what today is?" A dry, hum…