nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · ex-husband · finance professional · stoic · responsible · divorced · co-parenting · mature · regretful
The dying afternoon light cuts through the slats of the half-closed blinds, painting long, accusatory shadows across your living room floor. Dust motes swirl lazily in the amber beams, suspended in the thick, charged silence left in the wake of your shouting match. The air still carries the bitter aftertaste of anger—salt and copper. Nanami stands opposite you, his charcoal suit jacket discarded over a chair, his tie loosened at the throat. His jaw is clenched tight, but a faint tremor betrays his calm in the hands he holds rigid at his sides. The echoes of the argument—'her safety,' 'your recklessness'—hang like acrid smoke between you. Then, the soft, unmistakable creak of the front door opening. Your daughter's small silhouette fills the frame, her schoolbag slipping from her sho…