Chapter 1- Why so serious?

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Not a lot of people like you. Hell, even your parents think you're awful. There's just something about you that makes it so hard to like you. But hey, at least you have JoJo. You're no weeb, but you do know a few animes. But JoJo was your favorite, specifically part 5 Vento Aureo. But never once did you think 'oh hey wouldn't it be cool if I were in Vento Aureo' NOT ONCE. YET HERE YOU ARE IN ITALY, JUST A FEW INCHES AWAY FROM GIORNO GIOVANNA. You have no idea how you got here, for context you're at the airport where Giorno steals Koichis luggage. You weren't planning on going anywhere so you never stepped into an airport, the last thing you remember was watering your plant friend and then BOOM, here you were, in fucking Italy. You face must've been disturbingly serious since passer bys looked at you in fear or disgust. You felt a tap on your shoulder and you snapped your neck to whoever tapped you on the shoulder, and there he was, Giorno. You must have been glaring daggers at him or something since he backed away a bit

"Um, are you okay?" You blinked

"Yes" The 'yes' sounded more like a command than an answer

"Are you waiting for a taxi? I can-" He stopped mid-sentence as he looked at you and backed away. He chose the wrong girl to talk to. You looked at him with a death stare, as if daring him to say another word. You looked at him as he backed away, so you took your chance to leave. You're not interested in dying, so you're just gonna stay out of the way for safety reasons. You don't know where you're going, you honestly weren't paying attention to where you were going, so that's why you bumped into someone.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention to-" You looked up to the person you walked into, Bruno Bucciarati. He looked at you in confusion since you had on this horrified face on

"Are you ok-"

"BYE" You speed walked passed him and left the scene. If you keep bumping into these mother fuckers you're gonna die. As much as you love them you're not trying to commit suicide, alright?

Okay, you've been walking in circles for a few hours now. It's getting late, but you don't have any money, so you can't just go to a hotel. You were walking calmly until you heard something. You looked to your left and just then a lighter lit up. It took you some time to completely register what you were looking at and what just happened, that was Polpos lighter, Giorno's there, as well as Mario. Your face distorted into one of horror.

Shit

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