"What is that?" The blond asked once again, appearing by your side out of the nowhere. His hand coming up and pointing to whatever you were doing.

It has been a while since your friends, Okuyasu and Josuke, had showed you this weird guy, that was a self-proclaimed 216-year-old space pilot, Mikitaka Hazekura. A person from the outer space, or someone who had escaped from a facility? An E.T., or a crazy being?

You didn't knew, yet, he was so determined on telling this to every single human that you decided to keep him at your home, by now. Just in case, of course, you didn't what could happen if anybody knew. A Stand user could be nearby, it was better to watch out.

He was a calm thing, loved animals, sunflowers and mostly, by the time, was next to you, questioning you about the human culture as his big, green eyes stared at you without blinking. Mikitaka was curious about the world, just like a child, but bigger, and stranger.

He has no bad intentions, and company for you was no problem, even though he was a bit of a weirdo. What did you expected from an alien, after all...?