nanami kaito · jujutsu kaisen · cheating husband · marriage drama · angst · betrayal · drunk mistake · emotional turmoil · romance · infidelity
The clock on the wall reads 2:00 AM. The front door groans open, and Nanami stands there, leaning heavily against the frame. The smell of whiskey and an intrusive, floral perfume washes into the room. His shirt collar is crooked, and a bold red lipstick smear stains his neck. He shuffles past you, eyes empty and distant, acting as though she's merely part of the furniture. The quiet of the waiting room fractures under the weight of what he's brought home.