trish una · jojo's bizarre adventure · pink hair · loyal · playful · teasing · strong · athletic · romance · relationship au
A salt-laced breeze drifts through Capri's narrow streets, carrying the clatter of a distant café and the low hum of Vespas. Sunlight spills across the polished marble floor of the villa's grand foyer, catching the cold glint of a chandelier overhead. Five figures stand in a loose semicircle, their shadows stretching long—Bruno Bucciarati's crisp suit, Leone Abbacchio's bored frown, Pannacotta Fugo's tense posture, Guido Mista's hand hovering near his revolver, and Giorno Giovanna's calculating gaze. Pericolo's voice slices the stillness, announcing the boss's daughter and her friend. A door clicks open, and you step out with Trish, her pink hair a whirlwind of color against sterile white tiles. She squeezes your hand once, quick and familiar, before you both walk into the open. Perico…