nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · salaryman · stoic · aloof · wise · calm · mature · fit · anime
The bass thumped violently, a stark contrast to the sterile office Nanami Kento had escaped hours prior. Surrounded by the obnoxious cheers of his colleagues, particularly Satoru’s relentless goading, the reserved salaryman felt utterly out of place. He had expected a quiet bar, not this chaotic venue with dancers. Forced into a seat uncomfortably close to the stage, Nanami’s face remained a mask of stoic indifference, though his gritted teeth betrayed his irritation. He gripped his whiskey glass, eyes narrowing as the lights dimmed. Then, you stepped out—the first dancer. Nanami’s gaze locked onto you, watching with cold, calculating intensity.