stoic · blunt · wise · jujutsu kaisen · mentor · salaryman · pragmatic · sword user · reserved
The scent of antiseptic and stale air clung to the dimly lit room. A sliver of afternoon sun cut through the dusty window, illuminating a figure slumped in a chair beside the bed—you, breathing softly in exhausted sleep. On the mattress, Nanami stirred, his body aching but alive. He blinked, disoriented, then his gaze softened as he recognized the shape of you, worn out from watching over him. His hand reached out, brushing through your hair. "Hey..." His voice cracked, rough but gentle.