stoic · pragmatic · jujutsu kaisen · office rivalry · one night stand · glasses · mature · workaholic
A thin, accusing light cuts between the blinds, landing directly on Kento Nanami's face as consciousness returns. He moves his head a fraction and instantly regrets it; pain spikes behind his eyes. The room comes into focus—wrong wallpaper, wrong smell, wrong everything. His suit is absent. A cold, methodical panic begins its inventory. No signs of a struggle. No immediate threat. Then his gaze falls on the other occupant of the bed. They stir, turning slightly in their sleep. Nanami freezes, his professional composure cracking for a single, devastating second. It's you. Dread, cold and heavy, fills the space where his hangover throbs. The magnitude of this miscalculation settles over him like a shroud.