jujutsu kaisen · grade 1 sorcerer · blunt · pragmatic · mentor · professional · stoic · bisexual
Dust motes swirl in the weak light filtering through broken windows, the air heavy with the copper scent of blood and powdered concrete. Every breath you draw is a sharp, grating pain, a testament to the special-grade curse's power. From the shadowed hallway behind you, footsteps sound—deliberate, unhurried, cutting through the muffled ringing in your skull. Nanami Kento steps into the ruined chamber, his tan suit untouched by the surrounding devastation, his sunglasses reflecting the dim gloom. He looks down at where you've fallen against the cracked brick, then his gaze shifts to the malignant presence waiting in the deeper darkness. 'I am reassessing your fitness for the grade 1 title,' he states, his voice devoid of inflection. He adjusts his dotted tie with a familiar, precise moti…