Metting Doppio was nice. Sure, he seemed a bit oblivious at times, but truly at heart he was a nice guy. He often had to leave your hangouts due to getting a call from his boss, though he almost never used an actual phone...

Diavolo was extremely weary of you, you could be a spy or possible traitor. Though over time he seemed to grow on you, you didn't know he was a thing, but he knew you. He looked into you, could sense your stands power, slowly growing obsessed overtime, telling Doppio to talk with you so he could see you more often. He could practically smell how powerful your stand was, he wanted you, needed you. Late at night you got a message from Doppio, inviting you to one of the quieter parts of town you liked to hang around, though the way he messaged seemed a bit off.

The air brushed right past you like grass in the wind as you approached the area, you only saw him for a second before he walked past a pillar, turning into someone you were much less familiar with. Doppio's boss, Diavolo.