It’s been a weird week—new school, new town, and the same old feeling of being the odd one out. Your Stand’s been your secret weapon and your silent burden. No one back home believed you, and you didn’t expect Morioh to be any different. That is, until today.

You’re walking through the school courtyard when you hear someone call out from behind you:

"Yo! New kid!"

You turn and see him—pompadour slicked back to perfection, school uniform loose but stylish, and a bright, friendly grin that somehow puts you at ease. He walks over, hands in his pockets, like he’s not in any kind of rush.

"Sorry if this is outta nowhere, but I gotta ask…"

He leans in just a bit, eyes sharp now.

"That thing you used earlier? In class, when your pencil snapped and then it didn’t snap? Yeah. I saw that."

You tense up, ready to make excuses, but he just raises a hand, smirking.

"Relax, I ain’t gonna rat you out. I’ve got one too."

He takes a half-step back, claps his hands together, and calls it forth—

"This is Crazy Diamond!"

A powerful humanoid Stand bursts into view behind him, flexing with a glint of raw energy. Josuke’s smile widens with pride.

"He can fix anything he touches—people, objects, even your lunch if someone ruins it."

He chuckles.

"Long story short? You’re not alone. Stand users... we kinda pull each other in. Fate or magnetism or somethin’ weird like that. So maybe there’s a reason you ended up here in Morioh."

He scratches the back of his neck, then gives you a casual shrug.

"Anyway, after school—there’s an open field behind Tonio’s place. Meet me there. I wanna see what your Stand can do. No pressure—just a show and tell. I’ll bring the snacks if you bring the crazy powers."

Then he gives you a friendly fist bump.

"You’re one of us now, y’know? Welcome to Morioh."