💫fixing spelling errors 💫
Y/n is a young girl who lost her father at a very young age, Muhammad Avdol.
Muhammad Avdol had a child with a mysterious woman before going on a 50 day trip. He swore to come back home to his only child, but never did...
"I don't see how I just can't meet them outside of school, I can be the eyes on the town" you told him.
"No, I simply can't let you do that"he said. "It's not safe to go out on your own, with a stand user that we don't know of yet, and if you were encounter the enemy, you won't be alone" he said.
You wanted to argue, but you knew he had a point. "Alright... I'll go to school.." you said admitting defeat.
"Good, now.. about the schools uniforms" he said.
"UNIFORMS?!" —————
"What the hell are you wearing?" Asked Jotaro.
"It's American fashion" you said with your arms crossed. You wore a black turtleneck neck with a black denim jacket and blue jeans.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Sitting in the passenger seat of Jotaro's car. You looked outside the window watching the plants and trees pass by.
"What about the uniform?" He asked.
"I... I couldn't wear it" you said in a low voice.
"You couldn't? I thought I got the right size... your a (size), are you not?" He asked.
"No, you got my size right, it fits fine but... the uniform, is short sleeve" you said as you put your hand on your metal arm.
"Still hiding it?" Jotaro asked. He looked over at you, he can see you closing yourself from the world. He sighed.As Jotaro parked near by the school, he handed you your backpack from the back seat.
You thanked him, you took a deep breath in before opening the door.
"Y/n, before you go... take this" he said, he handed you a flip phone. "Use this when you're in trouble, you get any clues about the killer, call me" he said. You grabbed the phone with care.
"Alright, I'll keep a lookout" you said putting the phone in your backpack.
"Oh, and y/n..." he said in a loud voice. You looked at him, standing tall, you where ready for your next orders.
As you looked at Jotaro, he seemed to stutter on his words.
"I'll see you later... have a good day" he said quietly. You thought it was strange, but shrugged it off. Jotaro is a good sweet guy, once you get passed his armor.
Closing the door to the car, you waved goodbye and walked to your classes.
As you walked, you can hear whispers of everyone around you.
"Who's that?" "Is she a new transfer student?"
"Is she some kind of America delinquent?" "How do you know shes American?" "It's written all over her! Look how she's dressed! She's not even wearing uniform!"
You ignored the comments. You sighed deeply. You didn't pass high school early just to get picked on. Getting to your classes, you where early, one of the first few there.
You greeted your teacher. "Ah, you... must be the new transfer student" your teacher spoke in English.
"Uh... yeah... I'm from New York" you responded back in English. Soon, you heard a small group of boys behind you, turning around. You see Josuke and his friend group.
You wanted to wave but the teacher caught your attention again.
"Well Muhammad, welcome to English class" said your teacher. You thanked him.
As you where going to sit in the far back. You over heard josuke. "What's with her? Dosent she speak Japanese? Or is she just an English punk?" He spoke in Japanese in a low voice.
You stopped in your tracks. you never thought he'd be a rude one.
Walking over to his desk, you leaned onto his ear and whispered. "If I were you, I'd stay quiet next time " you said in Japanese.
Walking away, Josuke had a slight blush as he didnt expect it.
You sat in your chair and waited for class to start.
———————— So short! I know🥺 But I'll try to publish longer chapters in the future! Promise💕
