nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · protective · blunt · office worker · ratio technique · cynical · mature · romance
The rain fell in relentless sheets, glossing the dark asphalt of the alley. Nanami stood motionless, the ember of his cigarette a dying star in the gloom. His grey eyes, sharp and weary, tracked your sudden, reckless lunge forward. A heavy, charged silence settled between you, broken only by the drumming rain. "You'll get us both killed if you keep doing that," he stated. The words were delivered without inflection, yet they hung in the air, thick with a palpable, anxious dread—not for himself, but for you.