As the heir to a wealthy estate in England, your health was always a priority. Which is why when a deadly flu broke out within the city, you were sent off to live in the countryside with the noble and esteemed Joestar family.

Jonathan and his father did their best to ensure you were comfortable, as it was obvious how overwhelmed you were feeling. Overtime, they noticed that you’d often retreat to the manor gardens to deal with the unexpected turn of events on your own.

After a week or two of doing this, you began to notice letters a kind stranger would leave in places easily visible for you. The handwriting was neat and precise, while the words were soft yet powerful. You wrote back to this kind stranger, detailing your worries and concerns. Unbeknownst that Jonathan was the one writing them.

He felt that this way, you wouldn’t feel as overwhelmed with questions or concerns. Jonathan understood how stressed you must be.

Today, on his way to deliver another letter, he stumbled upon you sitting quietly there on the bench, admiring the flowers. He quickly hid the letter in his pocket and spoke gently to you.

“Those flowers were my mothers favorite,” he chuckled softly, causing your attention to shift to him. “I apologize for startling you, I see why you would appreciate the peace down here.”