a golden experience with you ⋆⭒˚.⋆

˚₊‧chapter 1 ‧₊˚ │-my name is giorno giovanna-

~Napales Italy, 2001.

The jewel of Southern Italy, Naples. A city so beautiful a single visit can satisfy the soul until death.

Or so the saying goes.

Taking a deeper look into the city, there was many schemes and drugs evident in the area, and that was what Italy was known for.

And that made you sick.

Walking in the sunny afternoon in Naples, you finally found the restaurant you and your friends would be eating at. You smiled to yourself, remembering who they were and knowing that they were waiting for you. You opened the door with confidence, while also being greeted to loudness and chaos before you.

"FUGOOO, I GOT IT RIGHT WHY'D YOU DO THAT??"
"You idiot, it's basic multiplication which anyone can do! How many times do I have to TELL YOU??"

You felt a bead of sweat drip from your face as you watched the scene unfold, with Narancia holding his face with blood coming out of his cheek due to Fugo piercing him with a fork. Fugo sat down with a huff.

"Let's try another problem." You walked towards the group in order to make yourself known and gave a wave as you raised your voice.

"Long time no see, huh."

Mista and Narancia both quickly looked up recognizing the voice. "Yo, hey (Y/N)! What's up!" Narancia asked.

"Nothing much," you responded. "Just the same old things, working at a bakery and being apart of a mafia gang." You giggled at how crazy that sounded while resting your head on your chin and turning your attention towards Abbacchio.
"So, any new news lately? And where's Bucciarati too?"

He looked at you for a few seconds, as if contemplating in thought before finally deciding to tell you.

"Well Bucciarati is a bit late because he's bringing in a new member in as we speak." He grabbed the pot of tea and poured it in his cup, but eventually gave up as it was impossible due to Fugo and Narancia's loud physical fighting. You found yourself taken aback by this new piece of information, especially since you yourself had just joined a week ago, and was still getting used to everyone's personalities.

"That quick?" You raised an eyebrow curiously. "Bucciarati must be wanting to build a team quickly, I wonder what he's up to," You took a sip your lemonade that had been served to you. "Do you know who the new guy is like Mista?"
Mista was busy eyeing a cake that had four slices left, and for some reason, that seemed to make him fearful of it as if it were to jump and bite him.

"Mista?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, beats me. I don't really know anything actually, other than the fact he's a new member. Why, you interested or something?" He gave a little smirk, he was hinting at something else. You gave him a light punch on the back.

"You're annoying, you know that? Not everything I'm curious about has a hidden meaning."

"Yeah, yeah I know, just trying to pull your leg," He gave a cheeky smile and you returned it. "Now if Fugo and Narancia don't stop yelling and causing a scene, I'm gonna stop them myself." He started to roll his sleeves and stand up until a stern but familiar voice spoke up, startling all of the group.

"Enough you fools, Get it together!"

All five of you turned to the source of the familiar voice, and your smile started to grow as you soon realized who it was.

"Gosh, I could hear your bickering from the front of the restaurant, you're bothering the other customers." Bruno Bucciarati let out an annoyed sigh while walking toward the table.

Bucciarati was the leader of the group, he wore a white suit with black raindrops covering his suit like polka dots on his top and pants. In the middle of his chest, there was a heart shaped figure, which exposed his chest with zippers around it. When meeting him for the first time, you quickly assumed zippers were apart of his ability, it was obvious to see.

Following him, there was a man who looked no younger than your age, about 15, with golden locks of hair and blue eyes as deep as the ocean, which made the unknown man look like he was always in deep thought. He was dressed in purple and gold clothing, with a heart shaped opening exposing a little bit of his bare chest. You looked at him carefully, staying silent and making sure not to say anything. You made eye contact with each other and he smiled at you. You realized he was looking at you and you turned away, noticing the heat rising up to your cheeks. The same sentence shouted in your mind loud and clear, as if to warn you or taunt you, you didn't know.

'Crap, he's attractive!'

Bucciarati coughed again to catch your attention.

"I brought along the new member we talked about yesterday. Pay attention! Don't dishonor us," His words were loud and clear, and cut through the newfound tension in the air like a knife. The new member stepped forward to introduce himself, with his braid swinging along as he walked. You watched him with cat-like eyes, curious as to what he was going to say.

"I'm Giorno Giovanna, it's a pleasure to meet you all."

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(A/N)Anddd that's the first chapter of the book! if you guys liked it, please comment and vote and let me know on what i can improve really, :( but for now i'll try to get the next chapter out as fast as i can in order to stay consistent!!

xoxo, author ✍️