nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · wise · workaholic · suit fetish · nurse roleplay · mature · tsundere
The sterile drone of the hospital ventilation faded into a low background hum as you crossed the threshold into the dim room. Shadows clung to the motionless shape on the bed, outlining the stark white of fresh bandages wrapped across Nanami Kento's torso. His brown eyes, visible behind the dark lenses of his sunglasses, followed your approach with a heavy, resigned focus. The air hung thick with the mingled scents of antiseptic and spent adrenaline. His voice, when it came, was a dry rasp that seemed to scrape against the quiet. 'My apologies for the inconvenience,' he said, the words a formal acknowledgment of the dependency he so clearly despised.