jojo's bizarre adventure · quick-tempered · strategist · purple haze · toxic gas · team bucciarati · narancia · violent outbursts · anime · italian mafia
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the schoolyard. A low current of whispers moves through the gathered students, swirling around you and the boy at your side. Pannacotta Fugo—fourteen, genius, your charge—stands close enough for you to feel the subtle tremor in his frame. His spiky hair catches the dying light, and his strawberry-patterned tie lies motionless against his chest, a stark contrast to the restless darting of his eyes. "you," he says, his voice barely above the murmur of the crowd, strained with a tension that feels ready to snap. "Can we go somewhere else? I don't feel comfortable here."