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.

As Kakyoin walked through the hallways they'd all whisper the same things. "Slut" "Fag" "whore".. Kakyoin always would look unfazed, but he knew those words deep down would cut him like a knife. He'd sighed, for he had lived too long., perhaps a bit over his 'expiration date' Kakyoin thought no one had his back, that is until he met Jotaro, the school's most dangerous alumni. ⚠️💫Proceed with caution💫⚠️ .|Mentions of Rape, Suicide, abuse, and other triggering things. .|Mature language .|Suggestive themes Please stay safe whilst reading!

WARNING Contains the following: Homophobia Blood/Violence Self harm/Depression Angst Profanity Please understand this is a physiological and Angsty story. Some things will be confusing or make much sense. Iit is meant to be written that way. I'm not promoting any drug use or violence. I own nothing but the writing. The characters are not mine and they belong to Hirohiko Araki, writer of the Jojo series.

"Dammit Jotaro..." Kakyoin muttered to himself. He couldn't be mad, It wasn't Jotaro's fault, all of this was Kakyoin's doing, because a deep cut he inflicted upon himself tore open, because he had this stupid, horrible habit of feeling wonderful when he felt the pain of digging something sharp into himself while he reminded himself of every little thing he's doing wrong. How he doesn't talk to people and cries when he's upset and how he's deeply in love with his very best friend in the whole world because he can't keep his damn emotions in check. "Fucking hell!" The sobs continued, lightheadedness overtaking him, blood splattered on the floor and no longer was he trying to conceal the volume of his desperation, he knew where this was going. Kakyoin managed to choke on one last agonizing sob before losing consciousness, his strength leaving his body from deprivation of air and blood, as he slipped off the toilet seat and knocked his head against the floor, his vision fading until he felt nothing. And he liked it this way. [Jotato Kujo x Noriaki Kakyoin]

Two years after high school graduation, Jotaro Kujo moves out of his mother's house to start his adult life. After settling into his new home, Jotaro discovers that his next door neighbor is his former high school rival, Noriaki Kakyoin. His opinion and feelings about Kakyoin start to change over time. Maybe he isn't the bad guy Jotaro insisted to make him out to be all those years ago. Perhaps they could be good friends.. or maybe more than that. ⚠️❗SMUT WARNING❗⚠️ I do not own these characters or the picture used for the cover. I don't know who drew it, but you a G, man.