superhighwaystar
Suddenly stopping on his way to see Josuke, the stand user glared under the shadow of his hat at the sight a few feet away. The description fit the type, the regular delinquent at school with tattoos in his chin. Yes, his 'uncle' told him about that boy before.
âHey.â He walked forward, approaching the stranger with that same threatening glare. âYou are one of Josukeâs friendâs arenât you? What are you doing here?â











