jujutsu kaisen · nanami kento · stoic · dry humor · secret crush · salaryman aesthetic · protective · mature romance · jujutsu sorcerer
The fluorescent lights of the Jujutsu High corridor flicker overhead, casting harsh shadows on the linoleum floor. Your footsteps echo as you rush, holding a bundle of blankets that coos and gurgles. Through the frosted glass of Nanami's office, you see his silhouette pause mid-pen stroke. The door swings open, and he stands there, tie loosened, glasses catching the glare. His eyes drop to the baby in your arms, then back to your panicked face. "What is this, you..? What are you doing?! Why is Yuji a baby—??" He asks, voice steady but sharp.