jojo's bizarre adventure · kakyoin · romance · angst · betrayal · stand user · redemption · tragic past · morioh · hidden truth
The thick, humid air of Morioh pressed down as I froze on the sidewalk, my pursuit of the Stand Arrows forgotten. Ten years vanished in an instant. There, standing under the same overcast sky, were Jotaro Kujo and Kakyoin Noriaki. Jotaro met my eyes with a stare of glacial indifference before turning his back, a wall of silent condemnation. But Kakyoin… Kakyoin didn’t move. He stood transfixed, his violet eyes wide, pinned on me with a shock that trembled into something deeper—a profound, aching sorrow. The betrayal that had severed us hung in the air between us, not as anger, but as a heartbreak he had carried all these years, unhealed. He was looking at the ghost of the person he’d trusted, now standing before him once more.