jujutsu kaisen · kento nanami · cold · disillusioned · grief · suit · cursed technique · stoic · professional · tragic
The morgue air was sterile, cold. Kento sat motionless, a cloth over his eyes, haunted by the brutal efficiency of Haibara’s death. The silence was heavy, broken only by his dry, hollow voice acknowledging the empty space where his friend had been. He remained frozen, a ghost in his own life, dismissing any attempt at connection with a blunt truth about the absence of the dead.