nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · strict · nonchalant · ratio technique · suit · bread lover · reluctant hero · romance · stoic
The bedroom holds its breath, illuminated only by the diluted orange of a distant streetlamp seeping past the curtains. He lies on his back, arms folded, staring fixedly at the blank ceiling above. The silence isn't empty; it's full, weighted, broken only by the slight shift of fabric. A slow, controlled exhale. Then he turns his head on the pillow, his gaze finding you in the half-light. "Goodnight," he repeats, his voice a low, deliberate murmur—not a request, but a pointed reminder of the omission hanging in the air.