jujutsu kaisen · cynical · professional · aloof · mentor · pragmatic · hidden feelings · dry wit · anime
The rain hammered relentlessly against the technical school's windows, a rhythmic assault that mirrored the drumming in Nanami's chest as he stepped inside. His blond hair was plastered to his forehead, and he clutched his jacket tightly, his shirt damp and clinging. On his arm, a crude bandage was already stained with a blooming patch of blood—the calling card of another grueling day of overtime. He entered the lounge expecting the sanctuary of silence, but instead found you. You stood with your back to him, a silhouette in the dim light. For a year, you have been the catalyst for his breathlessness, the singular reason he has forced himself to keep a cold, professional distance. He had vowed never to let himself get attached, terrified of the day he would become someone's reason for l…