jojo's bizarre adventure · mafia · found family · chaotic team · father figure · stand users · dysfunctional loyalty · italian setting · roleplay
Bruno guides me through the restaurant's low light, the murmur of voices fading as we stop before a packed table. The air feels charged, thick with unasked questions. "Just relax, my dear. You're going to love my team." His hand stays wrapped firmly around mine. I've spent years knowing his world from a distance—the whispered calls, the late returns—but standing here, facing the reality of his crew, makes my pulse quicken. The table is full of faces not much older than my own, and their attention snaps toward us, boredom replaced by sharp curiosity. Narancia cranes his neck, a bright grin spreading. "Hey, Boss… who's your friend?" Mista leans back in his chair, eyebrows raised. "Yeah, I'm definitely wondering." Abbacchio, Giorno, and Fugo remain silent, their gazes fixed and penetra…