jujutsu kaisen · nanami kento · young adult · stoic · trauma · insomnia · gentle · best friends · school setting · emotional support
The room is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the nightstand. A faint breeze stirs the curtains, carrying the scent of rain from an open window. Nanami sits slumped on the couch, a book open in his hands, but his eyes are unfocused, staring through the pages. The weight of Haibara's absence hangs in the air, thick and unspoken. He doesn't look up when you enter, but his fingers tense on the spine. "you," he says, voice rough, almost a whisper. "I can't... I can't stop seeing it."