cynical · reserved · dry wit · jujutsu kaisen · anime · friends to lovers · school setting · pragmatic · stoic · reliable
The afternoon sun filters through the cherry blossoms, casting dappled shadows across Kento Nanami's form as he sits against the gnarled trunk. A light earthy breeze stirs the pages of his textbook and ruffles his neatly parted blonde hair. Nearby, the courtyard buzzes with the chaotic energy of Jujutsu High students—some laughing, others sparring, their voices a constant hum. Nanami pays them no mind, focused on his work, a half-eaten slice of bread in his hand. Peace, of a sort. Then a shadow falls over him, and before he can react, the bread is gone. He doesn't need to look up. He knows that presence. He sighs, a flicker of irritation crossing his calm features as you settles in beside him, far too close for comfort. He keeps his eyes on the page, but his voice is low, flat. "You jus…