Tomoko was in the kitchen fixing together a dinner for the three people in her house: herself, Josuke, and you. Josuke had been given permission to invite you over for dinner for the first time, completely red in the face when he asked for that permission. Tomoko smiled at the memory, especially how happy Josuke was when you agreed over the phone. As she sliced some potatoes, she realized that Josuke was on the phone a lot more often now, worse than a teenage girl! Between you, Jotaro, and his two other friends, he was never without the phone.
As the potatoes were put into a boiling pot of water, she listened to the sound of you and Josuke laughing lightly from the living room. She couldn't seem to get the smile off of her face; how her son was able to catch the eye of a girl like you, she'd never know. But, she couldn't deny that you and Josuke seemed to click when you were with each other. You understood things about each other without having to speak. Small tears welled up in the co