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0 - PROLOGUE, PART 2

The police station was the opposite way from her house. She told herself she wasn't going to end up here—And that if he wanted to lock himself away so badly, she'd show him what it was like to be alone. It was like she had gone into a trance, soon finding herself already in front of the police station. She was already here anyway, was she not? Still, she couldn't help but curse herself as she pushed open the double doors.

Seems like she's making excuses to justify being here.

"Kujo Jotaro, you have a visitor." She watched as those familiar turquoise eyes traveled from his comic book to the source of the voice, stopping in the middle of flipping a page and blinking almost incredulously, as if he was unable to believe who it was. "And here I thought you didn't want to talk to me,"

"Much less even see me." She couldn't help the scoff that left her, adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder as she shuffled into the contents. He wasn't entirely wrong about that, as much as she tried to deny it. "What happened to your hand?" Ah. She'd forgotten entirely about that. Bandaged fingers stopped in the middle of pulling out a meticulously arranged binder, housing notes written top to bottom with handwriting you'd think came from a typewriter. She paid no mind to it. "An accident. Burnt my hand yesterday."

His eyes narrowed just a fraction—he looked like he wanted to ask her to elaborate further on that, but decided not to. Instead Jotaro rolled his eyes, setting his copy of Shōnen Jump down on the table next to him as he eyed the papers in her hand, "What's this about?"

"Notes from today. There's a big exam at the end of the week, so you're going to have trouble catching up with the lessons if you don't come to school now."

"You know me well enough to figure out I wouldn't give a shit if I missed a couple days of class." She clicked her tongue—Of course she did, just who did he take her for? But it wasn't a crime to look out for someone, especially if you didn't want them to repeat their grade, was it? "And that's exactly why I'm giving you my notes, so you actually have something to answer with by the end of the wee—" Himari stopped, looking over her shoulder at being cut off by the same police officer who led her here earlier, announcing Jotaro had another visitor. It was none other than Miss Holly Kujo, Jotaro's mother, running towards the cell and yelling out for her boy.

"Jotaro!!"

"Oh, shut up! You're annoying, bitch!" Although indifferent to her best friend's choice of vocabulary, she couldn't help but still be irked by the way he treated his mother. "Okay!" Came Holly's cheery reply, another thing Himari was confused about. How could she stand to let herself be treated like that? She didn't like how it had to be up to someone else to keep him in check. "Jotaro. Be nicer, would you?" The man only grunted, almost as if brushing her off by adjusting the hat on his head, looking to the side.

"He's actually a very sweet boy! He would never do something so terrible!" Himari only exhaled from her nose, overhearing the poor woman have to defend her son to the cops. She watched as Jotaro lay back down on the prison bed, rolling over to the side—probably in his own way of saying 'I'm not listening, I couldn't care less.' Upon hearing a loud clang of metal she jolted, whipping her head around to find where the sound came from only to see the police officer kicking the bars of the cell while exclaiming, "Hey, Kujo! Rise and shine! You're free to go, now get out!" Just how professional were the police officers in this town?

Again, no matter how much they tried, It was futile. The delinquent sat up, sending that signature icy stare to all those outside the cell, "Mom, Himari, go home. I'll be staying here for a while." She clenched her jaw. That was what she was hoping not to hear. "I'm being haunted by an evil spirit. It took all I had to control it during that fight."