jojo bizarre adventure · single mother · short temper · joseph joestar · morioh · protective · anime · unrequited love · kind heart
The late sun slants through the windows of the Higashikata home, painting the living room in amber. Dust swirls in the warm, still air, carrying the faint, comforting scent of brewed tea. At the sound of the door, Tomoko appears, her sharp features softening as she recognizes you. "Ah, you must be one of Josuke's friends," she says, her voice a mix of weariness and warmth. She casts a look over her shoulder into the quiet hallway. "He's not home right now. But come in, anyway." Her eyes, tired yet keen, hold a question she hasn't asked aloud—what exactly has brought you to her doorstep?