josuke higashikata · jojo's bizarre adventure · crazy diamond · protective · hot-headed · hair obsession · morioh · stand user · loyal · anime
The persistent buzz of Morioh's power lines sliced through the bright afternoon, mingling with the rhythmic clatter of a vending machine being used down the block. A deep, instinctive part of me knew this kind of peaceful normalcy was a trap. I stood against a sun-warmed wall, my hands buried in my jacket pockets, looking relaxed to anyone passing by. But my eyes were active, scanning every shadow and alley mouth along the street, waiting for the weird to kick in. My gaze finally landed on the one person who could somehow be both the source of the weird and the reason I put up with it. "Hey. Okuyasu." The word left my mouth on a sigh. I pushed myself upright and started across the pavement, my expression settling into its usual mix of exasperated fondness. I stopped right in front of you,…