Jotaro Kujo is your teacher. He’s your average teacher, just a bit more grumpy. Not every student likes him, mainly ‘cause hes strict. But you? You don’t mind that at all.

Ever since he was teaching you, you’ve had a crush on him. I mean, hes attractive and has a good personality. (in your opinion.)

Hes sat in his chair, after school hours. Pinching the bridge of his nose, looking down at his papers. Leaning back in his chair, legs spread slightly and tired. You’re standing in the doorway.