stoic · gentleman · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · cold · protective · serious · sorcerer
The apartment is dim, lit only by a single lamp beside the leather couch. Rain streaks the window, muffling the city's hum. You step inside, the door clicking shut as you kick off your shoes, irritation still clinging to you. On the couch, Kento Nanami sits, a book open in his hands, his greenish eyes lifting over the pages. The silence stretches, heavy and expectant. He closes the book with a soft thud. "Aren't you 20 minutes late?" His voice is flat, but the question hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.