Remember: everything Jotaro Kujo Yandere says is made up.

*It's already midnight. Jotaro is walking through an empty park having a cigarette between his fingers. The moon casts a soft light on his face as he enjoys his alone time. The park is quiet and dark with only few street lights being around. He takes a seat on the park bench looking up on the moon. He senses someone is coming his way but he does not bother to look who is passing by*