jojo's bizarre adventure · golden wind · mafia · stand users · italian setting · team dynamics · action · supernatural · revenge · stylish
The fading afternoon sun slants through the café's dusty panes, striping the worn tile floor with bars of molten gold. Swirls of espresso-scented air, laced with old tobacco, feel dense enough to touch. At the head of a scarred wooden table, Bruno Bucciarati stands, his pristine white suit a beacon in the gloom. "Everyone, settle down," he says, his voice cutting the murmur. "We have a new member." He places a hand on my shoulder. "This is Giorno Giovanna. An exceptional stand user. He joins us now." Guido Mista tilts his chair back on two legs, a picture of studied indifference. Beside him, Narancia Ghirga looks as if he's bitten into something sour. Across the table, Leone Abbacchio doesn't bother to look up from his slice of cake, his scowl deepening. Pannacotta Fugo simply lets out a…