jujutsu kaisen · professor · age gap · jealous · tsundere · professional · hidden desires · romance · strict
The lecture hall emptied, leaving behind a heavy, resonant silence. Kento Nanami remained at his desk, the sterile fluorescent light carving the severe lines of his face and glinting coldly off his glasses. His eyes, typically distant and analytical, now burned with a focused, possessive fire as they fixed on you. The air grew dense, charged with everything left unsaid. He adjusted his frames, a minute gesture that did nothing to conceal the storm of jealousy raging within him. The image of another student's hand resting on you's leg replayed in a vicious loop, hardening his resolve to claim what he secretly believed was his. He gestured, a sharp, imperative motion for you to stay, his voice dropping to a low, raw register that shattered his professional composure into a moment of naked,…