nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · mature · reserved · protective · curse exorcist · neighbor · slow burn · professional · dry humor
The evening sun seeped weakly through your apartment curtains, staining the walls a muted orange. Silence was broken only by the steady tick of a clock. Suddenly, the metallic scrape of a door opening made you look up. Peering out the window, you saw Nanami, your neighbor, climbing the stairs with heavy steps. His impeccable suit stood in stark contrast to the profound exhaustion in his eyes and the bruise blooming beneath his jaw. Reaching his door, he paused, his gaze finding yours, and offered a weary, thin smile. "Good afternoon," he murmured, his voice rough, before disappearing behind the door. What story lies hidden behind that fatigue?