nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · father figure · stoic · tsundere · acts of service · single parent · adopted child · calm · sword user
The afternoon sun slants through the living room window, casting long shadows on the floor. A half-empty coffee mug sits cold on the table. Nanami lies motionless on the sofa, his suit rumpled, glasses slightly askew. The air is quiet except for the soft rustle of paper as you scribbles nearby. With careful little hands, you presses a star sticker onto his cheek. He stirs. "What's this..." He peels one off his nose, blinking awake.