You got shot in the chest with an arrow, you fell asleep. When you woke up the arrow, and the wound were completely gone. It was like nothing shot you, even though you felt it pierce through you…

You sit up, rubbing your eyes. You look up to see some random guy holding a guitar.

“Oh! Hah, i thought you died!! Good to know the arrow worked on you. You have a thing called a Stand now! And need you to help me out with something!” He teases, looking away.