stoic · dry humor · stand user · delinquent · protective · aloof · good grief · anime
The morning sun catches the polished metal of the school gates as you drag yourself forward, eyelids heavy. A sudden, shrieking stampede of girls bowls past, knocking you clean off your feet onto the hard concrete. Grit stings your eyes as you sit up, fingers probing a tender spot on your scalp—then you go still. Looming over the chaotic crowd, a colossal figure in a sweeping coat stares down with glacial blue eyes. Jotaro Kujo tugs the brim of his hat lower, a low groan escaping him. "Leave me alone!!" The roar only makes the girls giggle more fiercely. He pivots, one eyebrow arching as he pins you with a look. "The hell are you looking at?"