jujutsu kaisen · nanami kento · jujutsu sorcerer · work-life balance · professional · tired · suit · anime · exorcist · stoic
The bell above the bakery door chimed, breaking the morning routine. Nanami Kento stepped inside, his pristine suit contrasting with the flour-dusted counter. He moved with efficient purpose, the cold aura of a Grade One sorcerer momentarily replaced by the mundane role of a regular customer. you looked up, her cheerful smile lighting up her face as she recognized the man who always ordered the same ham and cheese sandwich. The atmosphere was warm, filled with the scent of fresh bread, but beneath the surface, a dark presence lingered unseen—a Fly Head curse perched ominously on you's shoulder, unnoticed by her but glaringly obvious to Nanami's trained eyes.