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Notebook [Jotaro Kujo]

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Requested by: katejoestar_17

The request was originally for a lemon. But those past days have been more than rough for me (another reason for the delay of my updates). I'm really sorry for the person who requested it, but i just couldnt bring myself to write a lemon right now. At some point in the future i might return to this request, writing it out as it was intended to.

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There he is again. The one and only Jotaro Kujo. The one boy that seemingly every girl was obsessed with for no apparent reason other than his looks and cool mannerism. Not only that but there were even boys following him around. Of course, most of them were doing it just out of jealously. After all, there was always at least a small crowd of girls around the famous delinquent. Even some of prettiest, the most perfect girls were following him around.

This insanity has gone to the point of no return. There girls who knew his timetable by heart, some that knew the exact routes he took on his way home. There even was a secret, not so secret, fan club. It was disgusting, obsessing over someone who just wants a normal life. You couldn't imagine what it would feel like – being followed around like that all the time, no break or alone time whatsoever.

At one point you felt bad for the boy. You felt bad that he was always followed around and could never catch a break. But now, those feelings were long gone. You've grown to hate the boy, no matter how much you wanted to get rid of those negative emotions. He had hurt you even if he didn't know about it. No, it wasn't that you liked him and he didn't even know you exist. Nor was it that you thought you were way better than him. It was simply the fact that your friends often tended to leave you out, since you didn't meet their 'Jotaro' interest. Of course, that was incredibly dumb. You could never understand why they'd simply forget about you just because you were madly in love with some random boy.

As I said, it was beyond madness. Things were out of hand, and honestly, not even the author knew how they'd be fixed. Either way, you avoided meeting with him. You even refused to be near him. You couldn't risk getting caught up in this. If he talked to you, met up with you, or simply brushed past you, his fangirls would be the first to know. And – god forbid – if you ever got into a conversation with him, the girls would ask you about everything he said, everything he did; almost as if they were interrogating you. You just wanted nothing to do with Jotaro Kujo.

Yet, there he was, a few steps in front of you. At your front door. Jesus, tomorrow would be hell. And he just stood there, casually as ever, smoking a cig while looking bored out of his mind. Meanwhile you were on the verge of a panic attack. Why, just why did you have to work with him out of all people. You would've been fine with someone that didn't even do work on the project, as long as it wasn't Kujo. Yet, this was your famous 'luck', if you could even call this luck.

"Um, hi." You awkwardly offered him a handshake. The boy just looked at you, without bothering to take either of his hands out of his pockets. After being left hanging like that, you decided it was better to just let him in and get this over with as fast as possible. You couldn't take the stares from all those girls gathered around your front yard. You stepped to the side and let him in. He walked in.

"Don't worry, my parents aren't home. We can study in peace." You motioned for him to follow you as you lead the way to the living room. You had previously gathered all the books, plus your notes from class about the topic you had to discuss and work on. You turned around, wondering if he was actually following you or just decided to wonder off into some direction into your house. But he was right there, dangerously close to you. You were slightly startled by the sudden closeness, but he dismissed it almost as if he didn't notice it.