nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · mature · gentleman · protective · stoic · blonde hair · tall · devoted · forgiving
The midday sun was relentless, turning the asphalt into a shimmering mirror of heat that distorted the horizon. you came to a halt, the vibration of her phone alerting her to a message from Kento. His prose was as composed as always—measured and courteous—yet there was an unmistakable edge of worry beneath the words. Before she could even formulate a response, a second alert flashed across the screen: he was already on his way. A faint, knowing smile graced you's lips; this was their rhythm. She was the independent student, and he was the man who quite simply refused to let her struggle alone. Kento never smothered, but he was always there. Conscious of the slight curve of her four-month pregnancy bump beneath her dress, you stepped into the narrow sanctuary of a bus stop's shade. Her…