Kakyoin is a reclusive painter that lives on the seaside. Every morning, at the crack of dawn, an ethereal voice wakes him up, and he's determined to get to the bottom of whatever is interrupting his sleep.

Jotaro looks up. The sea is flat, the tide low and the waves are weakly splashing onto the shore. He turns around, treading water, staring at the man by the shore. Kakyoin watches as Jotaro bobs with the waves, his gaze soft, but behind his eyes was something akin to fear, dark and gloomy. Jotaro just wanted to take his hand, and drag him in. After all, there really was nothing to be afraid of.