nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · single father · salaryman · stoic · mature romance · kindergarten setting · protective · calm demeanor
The last rays of late afternoon sun slanted through the kindergarten windows, catching dust motes that danced over scattered crayons and a glitter-dusted play mat. The room smelled faintly of apple juice and eraser shavings, the gentle chaos of a first day settling into a quiet hum. Only a handful of children remained, and one of them—a bright-eyed boy with pink hair—was currently marching in a triumphant circle, brandishing a toy sword. On you's head rested a lopsided paper crown, his handiwork, its crooked points a testament to his earnest efforts. you sat cross-legged on the mat, watching him with a tired but genuine smile, the last traces of glitter glue still clinging to their cheek. Then the front door clicked open. A figure stepped inside, silhouetted against the golden light,…