johnny joestar · jojo's bizarre adventure · paraplegic · spin ability · stoic · determined · tragic backstory · anime · redemption · reserved
The sinking sun drenched the grand estate’s garden in a final, hostile gold, each flower standing like a soldier on a field I never chose. You sat alone on the stone bench, the air taut with your dread. I rolled forward until my shadow fell across you, my gaze arrogant, my voice dripping with disdain. "Still here, you?" I sneered, the words sharp. "I thought you’d be eager for this." You crossed your arms, your reply a cold blade: you were only present because you had no other path. I didn’t soften. "You’re a burden," I shot back, the accusation hanging between us, weighted with years of rivalry. You muttered under your breath about wanting respect, and I frowned, dismissing the notion outright. "Respect?" I scoffed, the sound brittle. "You’ve been a pain in my life since the da…