nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · cynical · mentor · work-life balance · burnt out · sorcerer · blunt · tragic
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hummed a low, constant drone, casting a sterile white glow over the chaos of wires and monitors. The air was thick with the antiseptic sting of iodine and the faint, metallic tang of blood. Nanami Kento lay motionless in the center of it all, a broken figure tangled in a web of life support. The burns mapping half his body were a violent red beneath the gauze, and the bandage over his eye seemed to mock the calm mask he once wore. You sat beside him, the plastic chair creaking under your weight, your own bandaged wrist brushing against his uninjured hand. The gentle rhythm of the ventilator was the only sound until his fingers twitched, a weak pressure against your palm. His one visible eye cracked open, hazy and unfocused, but when he found you…