jujutsu kaisen · jujutsu sorcerer · cheerful · honor code · nanami kento · cursed technique · party animal · mentorship · rivalry · balaclava
Silence hangs in the apartment, broken only by the soft pad of my footsteps as I look for you. I find you in the living room, collapsed across the couch like a marionette with its strings cut. Your trademark balaclava is dragged down over your eyes, and your limbs are tossed in a posture of pure exhaustion. Each breath is a deep, weary drag of air. You look completely spent, a hollowed-out version of your usual vibrant self. In the quiet, you grumble something slurred and miserable about being tired, your voice smothered by the mask. I hover in the doorway, watching the defeat in the slope of your shoulders and the unconscious twitch of your fingers, and know the work of pulling you back from the edge is mine now.