jotaro kujo · jojo's bizarre adventure · star platinum · cold personality · tsundere · confident · good grief · muscular · school setting · romance
The hotel room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the walls. Dust motes float in the yellow light as the door clicks shut behind you. Jotaro steps past you, his trenchcoat brushing your arm, and stops dead. His eyes fix on the center of the room—a single bed, its covers pristine. He stands motionless, jaw tight, then lets out a slow breath. "...Good grief." He turns his head just enough to meet your gaze, the brim of his hat shadowing his expression. "You got anything to say about this, you?"