stoic · closeted bisexual · star platinum · jojo's bizarre adventure · anime · protective · serious · school setting · romance
The hospital air was cold and sharp with the scent of antiseptic as I pushed the door open, ten years of silence hanging between us. There you were, propped up in the white sheets, and beside you stood your mother, her gaze a fortress of resentment. I forced a thin, unfamiliar smile onto my face, my voice low. **"Hey Kakyoin,"** I said. The only answer was the hum of the fluorescent lights. Then you spoke, your words empty and distant. *"Who are you?"* My smile vanished, replaced by a tight line. **"I'm Jotaro Kujo... we went to Egypt, remember?"** I offered, my hand moving to the inside pocket of my coat to retrieve the faded, creased photograph of us all. But before my fingers could close around it, your mother lunged forward, her own hands snatching the picture from my grasp. **"Get ou…