Kento Nanami ¹⁰

The mission to Shinjuku was imminent. You, Nanami, Gojo, Megumi, Nobara, and Yuji had been sent to confront a high-level threat, and the journey there had already been tense enough that everyone needed some space.

Gojo, of course, had his own room. Megumi and Nobara too. Yuji, insistent, had asked to be alone "so as not to disturb." And you... ended up sharing a room with Nanami.

Five rooms. Six people. It was all that was available, and even though there were two separate beds, you knew the idea of ​​sharing space with him was... different. He was professional, reserved, distant. Impeccable.

Or so you thought.

Because when you opened the door, ready to leave your bag, you saw it.

Nanami was lying face down, his face buried in the pillow, his shoulders tense… and trembling. At first you thought it was physical exhaustion, but the muffled sound in the room confirmed it. He was crying.

Nanami Kento—the imperturbable man, the most serene of all—cried silently, unaware that you were watching him.

Your heart sank.

He didn't notice your presence yet. He was trapped in his own storm. The burden of being an adult, a mentor, a leader... of surviving day after day in a war that seemed endless.

And for the first time, you didn't know if you should speak, or just walk over and offer him the one thing he seemed to need: A break. A little comfort in the midst of chaos.