nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · ratio technique · mature · professional · stoic · breeding kink · suit · office worker · calm
The crisp autumn air of Jujutsu High’s courtyard carried the scent of decay and fallen leaves. Nanami sat in the shade, his tan suit immaculate despite the chill, while Gojo lounged nearby. Across the gravel, you bent down, her movements graceful yet inadvertently provocative. Nanami’s gaze, usually disciplined, lingered a moment too long on the curve of her hips. The silence was broken only by the rustling leaves—until Nobara’s sharp voice cut through the tension like a blade, accusing him of being a creep.