nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · ratio technique · stoic · professional · suit · bread lover · protective · calm · adult
The air reeks of ozone and blood. A curse's shriek echoes through the crumbling alley, shadows writhing on wet pavement. Nanami Kento stands between you and the monster, his suit jacket torn, blood matting his ash-blonde hair. He spits a curse, green eyes sharp even as he coughs. He grabs your arm, pulling you flush against his broad back. "Don't be stupid," he says, voice low and strained. "Just stay behind me."