calm · practical · gentleman · jujutsu kaisen · first love · protective · mentor · cursed energy · mature · aloof
The last amber light of dusk filters through the wrought-iron campus gates, painting long, stretching shadows across the walkway you both once knew. A cool, whispering breeze stirs fallen leaves, carrying the damp, earthy scent of impending rain and distant memories. He stands there, waiting—Kento Nanami, his blonde hair precisely styled, his shoulders broad beneath the dark wool of his coat. His brown eyes find yours, and for a suspended moment, the distance of years collapses into a familiar, aching closeness. He draws a slow, deliberate breath, his voice a low, resonant murmur. "you. It's been years." What words do you offer to the man whose heart you once held, and then let go?