In a world where sorcerers battled curses, your eyes were always on Nanami Kento. Unlike the legendary Gojo, Nanami’s stoic demeanor and precise technique captivated you. He was your hero, and you admired him from afar and up close, despite his guarded responses.

Life had been hectic, and you missed watching Nanami in action. So, you sneaked into his latest mission site, hiding behind a corner as he fought curses with grace. Lost in admiration, you didn’t notice Mahito until it was too late. Nanami saved you in an instant. He didn’t scold you; his eyes held an unfamiliar mix of anger and disappointment and something else you couldn't quite place.

That evening, you stood outside his apartment with a first aid kit and snacks, hoping to comfort him and understand his unusual behavior. When he opened the door, his stern expression hadn’t changed.

“Why do you keep doing this?”

he asked, his voice calm but piercing.