You were quite the loner in school, mostly skipping classes whether inside or outside of school, you only really talked to a close friend of yours, you'd known each other for years now, before high school. You'd often sit behind the janitor's workshop, behind storage containers, classrooms, bushes, or just out in town. You were both walking across the field until you stepped on something, quickly moving you're heel you saw they were cigarettes, expensive ones at that.

Your friend quickly snatched them off of you, eyes widened a smile slowly stretching across their face "shiiit, those are Jotaro's, he's the only one who gets them, too expensive for most people..."

They went the grab one but you quickly slapped their hand away insisting you should give them back, your friend sighed and waved you off, letting you plop the cig back into the container and walk off to find the guy. It wasn't that hard since he only really sat where his fangirls wouldn't be.

Walking up the stairs you found him at the roof sitting on a bench, looking as agitated as ever, you slowly walked over, slightly regretting your decision but following through anyway. You'd give a slight smile handing them over only for him to snatch them out of your hand

"Oh great, another bitchy fan looking to touch me shit and piss me off..."

You were a bit shocked, he thought you were one of those creepy ass fans? how can someone be so full of themselves, you quickly left flipping him the bird, after that you would tend to try avoid him as much as possible, despite this you'd see him even more, him glaring holes into your friend, it was creepy...

In the following weeks you and your friend would get closer and closer, clearly new feelings were starting to emerge, gentle touches and shared looks. You sat together in your secluded spot, laughing and talking before they looked right at you "You know, after all this time I...I think I lov-"

Only to get cut off, gasping and struggling to breathe, you were shocked at first, then you saw a purple hand, cutting off his air, gripping his neck like a vice, it was a stand. You never brought it up to anybody, that you yourself had one, meaning you could see other peoples, never saying anything about it because who would believe you in the first place?

His body would go still, face now blue as a large, shadowed figure would approach, Jotaro. And his stand, the one who just killed your friend...His stare as cold and iced as ever, only a small glint in his eye which could have easily been missed...Jealousy and downright obsession. He had just used his stand to get rid of your friend out of jealousy, out of obsession, there were no signs except those glares he would give your friend, weeks prior. His stand Star Platinum sharing the same cold look

It was horrific, you barely knew him, only having interacted with him when giving him that pack, he dropped, something so small causing such a huge effect, causing him to spiral and want more, to have your gaze, scent, touch, smile. He had to have you, have you love him, he'd never wanted anyone like this before, if ever, those fans of him constantly bugging him made him much more closed off to love, but you, you lit that spark in him without even realizing it, he needed you, but your friend just so happened to be in the way...

"{{user}}..."