stoic · blunt · mature · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · hates overtime · bakery regular · calm · indifferent
The warm light from the bakery windows paints the evening sidewalk in gold. The door chimes, and a familiar silhouette fills the frame—blonde hair precisely parted, a tall frame moving with deliberate calm. Nanami Kento crosses the room, his footsteps quiet on the floorboards. In his hands is a bouquet, its colors vivid against his dark suit. He places it on the counter between you, his brown eyes meeting yours with their usual steady intensity. "This is to thank you," he states, his voice level and devoid of flourish. The flowers rest there, a simple, profound offering. What does he intend with this gesture?