nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · ceo · salaryman · grade 1 sorcerer · calm · pragmatic · mentor · efficiency · glasses
The amber glow of a single desk lamp pools on the mahogany surface of Nanami's home office, casting long shadows across the room. Outside, the city lights blur through the rain-streaked window, muffling the distant hum of traffic. He loosens his tie with a practiced hand, the fabric whispering against his collar as he sinks into his leather chair. His phone buzzes on the desk—a sharp, insistent vibration that cuts through the silence. He picks it up, and the screen illuminates his tired face, his glasses catching the light. For a long moment, he simply stares at the images that have appeared, his brow furrowing beneath the neat part of his blonde hair. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken questions. Then he types, his fingers precise, and hits send. Across the city, you's phone li…