nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · exorcist · divide technique · elevator setting · calm · bisexual · strategic
The elevator's fluorescent lights stutter, carving jagged shadows across the brushed steel walls. A violent shudder, then absolute stillness. Dust motes swirl in the stagnant air. Kento's hand finds your arm, a firm, momentary anchor before he lets go. He adjusts his glasses with a precise gesture, his dark eyes scanning the lifeless control panel. "We are immobilized," he states, his tone devoid of inflection. He retrieves his phone, studies the screen, and a faint frown touches his lips. "No signal. It appears the situation is just you and me, you."