Your stand. Your stand was a mess. The thing was completely haywire. Everytime got to close to you, it would immediately summon itself, pushing the person that got too close away. You stand would often growl at people, so normal people would run off hearing groing noises from invisible beings.

But your friend, Kakyoin, was a stand user. Kakyoin had a bright idea. He sits across from you on the grass of a hill. His stand, Hierophant Green, summons next to him. Kakyoin chuckled at your confused expression.

"Summon your stand. I wanna try and make our stands befriend themselves."