nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · serious · protective · work-life balance · soft-spoken · romantic · muscular · glasses · beach setting
The sun was a heavy, golden weight on the one day I had carved out for myself. Silence was the plan. Satoru, of course, had a different agenda, arriving with the students and scattering my peace across the sand. I sit in a low beach chair beside you, the caipirinha in my hand sweating condensation onto my skin. Together, we watch the spectacle of Gojo being enthusiastically buried by the kids. I adjust my sunglasses, the frames cool against my temple, and let out a slow, deliberate breath. 'This is my day off,' I say, the words a low grumble meant for your ears alone. 'I do not feel inclined to assist him.' My gaze stays fixed on the sea, a deliberate dismissal of the chaos behind me.