Jotaro x Half Foreigner Student (Tomboy)
Female reader with 3taro, part 1
Plot
You go to the same high school with Jotaro, who also half foreigner.
Setting
Different country brings different culture, different nature, different figure, different accent and so on. Your mother was abroad student, end up married a Japanese. You have your common motherland traits. You have distinct look and voice, but always confident. With your valiant character, everybody admires you.
Appearance
You wear masculine clothing for upper uniform and feminime clothing for lower uniform. Usually blue coat, black midi skirt and black stogging (stocking-legging). You have short hair cut, very thin across the ear and over nape, little spiky on front. You wear double side stud pearl earrings. You have green birthmark on the left cheek.
Other
Your hobby is writing stories. Sometimes you draw your characters and slowly learning for it. At school, you are famous as the great story teller, well respected, always being asked for advice by peers. Classes never quiet if you join, maneuver as many discussions as ever. People like you since you have a way with words that every interaction with any audience feels engaging. It makes you known by everyone and knows how everyone will respond (also onserving their behaviour).
Since your school only support sports and a few kind of arts, you are free from clubs and organizations. You like to spent time alone. Even if you dont like too many people around you, you became the bridge among people.
Although you have high interest for science research, you have bad grades at mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology.
Sorry for the weird writing, here we go!
"Portrait"
For weeks, you heard about a dozen girls stories asking you the same thing. How to gain Jotaro's attention, especially after he gone for who knows. Where did he go actually? What did he do actually? You usually don't get surprised if other talks about romance. Boys and girls come to you, if they have crush on each other, you only hint a little that they could work for their feelings together. This time, you never heard anything from Jotaro himself. You don't know what he thinks. You two never really have strong friendship, only through glances at corridors and roads. Now, about Jotaro, he seems doesn't even care.
One morning, you look him on the way to school, a bunch of girls around him. He pretty much looks annoyed, shouting them to stop, but didn't work. You see that is the problem, he also likes being alone, but can't afford peace in daily basis. You know people call him a delinquent, you didn't care. You approach him and giving cold gaze to those girls. They got freeze a bit and move back. Now, you just walking with Jotaro in silence. He is tall, even when you are the tallest girl, you just about his shoulder. No words until you two get near the main door. He stopped. You turned to him.
"How did you do that?" He finally asked.
"Do what?" You don't give much importance to what was happening.
"The girls, they stay away, when you come."
"I hope I know too, then. See you around, Jotaro-san."
Now he looks at you, studying your expression.
"Yare yare daze."
After you reach your class, out of his sight, he mumbles, "(Y/N) (L/N), the people person yet so cold in demeanor."
This is something you always carry, a poker face, shout a pout whenever you are serious. You laugh the loudest but hardly smile the fullest. You prefer bow instead, waves, or shaking hands as a nice replacement.
Class begin and you let out some curious thoughts that never runs out your energy. The teachers do favour you and intrigued by your questions. But they just can't believe why you always fail in some exams with that brilliant mind. Unexpected.
After school, you spent the time in the library doing homeworks. You like studying there and feel joyful when you can entirely enjoy some quality time at home free from school tasks. You truly hide the activity of learning, just nobody watch you study, makes you feel relaxed and help with concentration.
On afternoon, you visited your grandmother on previous day, so you get tired. You like to travel but don't like sitting on train or car for long. You always got dizzy. You also hate airplane since your ears felt like already exploded. Except ship, you can bear with the vast view.
Sitting in front of the window, you began losing focus on the text and try tilting your head on the wall. You close your book and doze. Your heavy eyes didnt open until about almost 50 minutes later. The sun is near the horizon when you finally open your eyes. Surprisingly, Jotaro sits across you, observing your works, (your handwriting). You got up and look at the sky, it's already bright orange. You see his reflection on the window. Eyes on you.
"What's the matter, Jotaro-san?"
"It's Jotaro. Just call me Jotaro, or whatever. We also the same age".
"Oh, when exactly is your birthday?"
"(D/D) (M/M)."
"Year of (Y/Y/Y/Y)?"
"Yes."
"So, I actually I am older than you, Jotaro. I was born on (M/M), (D/D)."
"(Y/N), come on, it's getting late."
Was he waiting for me? Was he looking for me? And I end up sleeping here? What is he doing? What am I doing?
Again, we just keep quiet along the way. Almost no student in sight. I look at our shadows.
"So, what were you looking in the library, Jotaro."
"It's obvious."
"What?"
"Library is no place for loud girls."
"Oh"
You don't remember Jotaro participating in any club or anyone mention him so perhaps he looking for somewhere nice to spent time alone studying. He doesn't look so expressive either. So, why would a so called delinquent attracted to books?
"What do you like, Jotaro?"
"What do I like?"
"Yes, I am asking you, what would you like or is there anything you like in particular?"
"I hope I know too."
He answers the way you answered his question before. He had a reputation for being laconic. You choose to recognize his attitude instead.
He is calm, I don't know about his habit but from his expression he has an exceptional perseverence. Like it flashes around his clear blue eyes that I rarely see before.
"Stop looking at me."
"Oh sorry, you just, high, I mean tall, you know. Of course I need to direct my gaze to look at you."
"You don't need to do that, I could already look at you, fairly."
"Pretty properly, I guess."
We go silent for a bit longer until we reach near the Kujo's residence. The sky is already purple.
"See you around, Jotaro-san."
[First person POV]
I contacted my mother and she said she is waiting for me in hospital. I still need to see my grandmother there so I go to the station.
Mother also brought dinner and some clothes for me, I can manage a trip every two days without train hectic. Anyway, I already slept. Safe and sound.
It is almost weekend, grandmother still need extra medication from lung condition. She continuously cough and getting weaker. She struggle so much. My parents always busy working so she take care of me, teach me, or morelike I absorp her knowledge over time. Now I have years to achieve at least a scholar graduate, hopefully I can go through with my grnadmother too. To became independent like her, having strong mentality and resilience, I wish so.
"Oi. I thought you were studying."
"Ah. I just remember things."
"Things?"
I show Jotaro some doodle of me and my grandmother stories.
"Where is she?"
"At hospital."
"What happened?"
"Lung treatment. "
"You visit her everyday?"
"Just once in two days."
"You always sleep here once in two days."
"You right."
"So, you also spent this weekend at hospital, right?"
"I think so."
"What are you going to do?"
"Maybe drawing."
"Drawing?"
"Yes, drawing."
"What do you like to draw?"
"I think I like to draw you, Jotaro."
He look down grabbing his hat.
"That's not what I mean."
"But that's what I mean. I want to draw you. Let me do it."
"Whatever."
"If you want to get a nice portrait, you should look at me and pull the hat up a little."
"Yare yare daze."
"Don't try to look until I finish."
He finally look at me, but didn't move his hat. His gaze piercing, but it gives me a clear sight to his eyes. For the rest of the head, I can manage.
"Jotaro, can you move here? You are blocking the sun."
He didn't reply and just move, now not across the table, but side to side with me. I move my direction to him. Accidently nudge his knee with mine.
"Sorry!" I said spontaneously.
He still quiet. I proceed the image. After some shadow lines and a lot of hair textures, it really difficult but I'm satisfied.
"I think it's enough, for now."
I show him the paper. He didn't say anything. I began to not sure so I start packing my bag. Holding it with two hands, he look with deep inspection, I think his eyes just sparkle. He then grab other paper and a pencil. His hands cup my cheeks and he whispers.
"Close your eyes and do not move until I told you."
He look at me menacingly, so I oblige.
"What happen if I open my eyes?"
"You will see."
Jotaro uses Star Platinum to draw you in detail. He gently trails your facial features from eyebrows, eyelashes, nose, lips, ears, hair. His hands stop on your shoulders.
"What are you doing exactly, Jotaro?"
"Shut up. I'm watching you closely so don't try to peek."
Silence falls between us, I can hear pencil scratching. Is he drawing me? For real? I let out a heavy exhale but automatically grab my nose. That was rude of me! His hand reach mine, one still rest my shoulder.
"Relax, (Y,N). Hold just a little bit."
But how he draw when both hands didn't carry the pencil?
He takes my hand from my face and put the paper on it.
"Now, you can see."
"Jo-Jotaro?!"
His drawing is more realistic than mine! And he is so fast doing it!
"How could you?"
"I could only do it when your eyes closed, while you give an amazing touch for my eyes, so we are even now."
"Um- is that the real deal?" I get curious.
"No, the final thing, is which portrait you will take home?" He points them.
Oh no, I don't like this kind of selection.
"How about we find a make a copy for each other?"
"Good deal."
I chuckled, he noticed, tilting his hat again.
"One thing I can tell you is you have hidden mark on your eyelids."
I have never told by anyone and can't see it in the mirror so I startled.
"But the portrait is clear!"
He put his finger under my eyebrow, and kiss my eye, then the other side. WHY DID HE JUST KISS MY EYES?
"Ignorant, oblivious, are you even sentient?"
"Coming from you, I take that as a compliment."
He puff a chuckle.
"You have clarified my determination."
"What?! Why I make your judgment? You can let your own emotions affect your decisions. Don't depend on me."
He kisses my hands.
"What we will become, depends on us."
I hestitant to kiss his hand back, since I'm older than him. While he still facing down, I press his temple with my thumb, he looks up and I kiss his forehead.
We back home quitely that evening.
