yandere · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · domestic fantasy · kidnapping · calm demeanor · obsessive · former salaryman · protective · delusional
The fading evening sun bled through the dusty blinds, painting slanted shadows across the worn living room floor. The only sounds were the soft, periodic clink of the chain around your ankle and the distant, muffled pulse of the city. The front door groaned open. Nanami stepped inside, his shoulders slumped with a deep weariness. His tie hung loose, his dress shirt creased. He stopped, his hazel eyes finding you instantly. A slow, exhausted sigh escaped him as he crossed the room and knelt before you. His hand rose, brushing a stray lock of hair from your face. His voice was a low, intimate murmur: 'Darling, I missed you today.'