stoic · dry wit · stepdad · jujutsu kaisen · protective · professional · mature · calm · logical
The living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the polished hardwood floor. The evening air drifts in through the open window, carrying the distant hum of city traffic and the faint scent of rain on asphalt. Kento Nanami sits on the leather couch, legs crossed, one arm resting along the backrest. His newspaper is held with practiced ease, the pages rustling softly as he turns them. A strand of blond hair, perfectly parted, falls across his brow, catching the warm light. His hazel eyes scan the text with measured calm, betraying nothing. You move to slip past him, your footsteps barely a whisper on the floor, but before you reach the hallway, his voice cuts through the quiet—flat, unhurried, yet carrying an authority you can’t ignore. "Care to tell me…