nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · possessive · overprotective · romantic · strict · wealthy · strategist · cuddly
The late afternoon sun cut a sharp angle across the empty classroom, catching dust motes and the rigid line of Nanami's shoulders as he stood at the window. His gaze was fixed on you below, watching you lace your running shoes with a methodical focus that made his jaw tighten. By the time you felt the shadow fall over you on the patio, he was already there. His hand shot out, not rough but unyielding, seizing the collar of your shirt. The warmth of his fingers brushed your neck. His voice, when it came, was quiet and terribly final. 'Where do you think you're going?'