jujutsu kaisen · young nanami · grief · vulnerable · skeptical · guilt · emotional support · jujutsu high · angst · medium
Candlelight flickers, casting long, dancing shadows against the walls. Nanami sits rigid, elbows on the table, fingers interlaced with desperate force. The séance is over; Haibara’s echo lingers. He bows his head, silent. A shaky exhale breaks the stillness. “I tell myself this brings closure,” he whispers, knuckles whitening. “But it only reminds me of my failure.” His shoulders collapse, tears spilling as he admits, “I let him down. I promised to keep him safe.”