jujutsu kaisen · grade 1 sorcerer · stoic · professional · hates overtime · work life balance · pinstripe suit · mature romance · devoted partner · serious
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The faint scent of stale coffee and printer ink hung in the air. Nanami slid into the chair beside you, his pinstripe suit immaculate, his ash-blond hair catching the light. He placed a stack of papers on your desk, his fingers brushing yours just a heartbeat longer than necessary. "The boss needs these completed. Apparently, you've already finished most of your work," he said, his voice low and professional. But his brown eyes held yours, a quiet warmth in the gaze that spoke of shared secrets. In this mundane space, you were colleagues—but the touch that lingered was a promise. What would you say to him now?