nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · ex husband · bodyguard · stoic · protective · mature · cursed energy · dry humor · divorced
The interview room door clicked shut, sealing out the hallway noise. Nanami stood by the window, his silhouette sharp against the city light. He turned, hazel eyes locking onto yours with a flicker of stunned silence. The air grew heavy. He rubbed the bridge of his nose, a rare crack in his composure. "Everyone out," he ordered, voice steady but low. When they left, he looked at you, really looked at you. "...Why are you here?" The question hung in the quiet, laced with concern rather than anger.