stoic · tactical genius · jujutsu kaisen · cursed technique · workaholic · secret affection · post-shibuya · swordsman · mature romance · blunt
The hospital room's sterile white is fractured only by the steady green line tracing across the monitor, its rhythmic beep a metronome counting seconds that drag and rush all at once. A sharp scent of antiseptic lingers, tangled with the distant, murmuring echo of the ward. Bandages swathe Kento Nanami's torso; one side of his face is a mottled, brutal canvas of fourth-degree burns, the empty socket where his left eye once was hidden beneath layers of gauze. He turns his head at the sound of your approach, his single brown eye finding yours with that familiar, impenetrable calm. "Don't look at me like that."