As much as you'd like to confirm for yourself that your Newspaper friends are okay, the fact of the matter is that your Stand still acts out on its own now and then, and you need to make a priority of getting that under control.
That was not how you'd intended to discover the feeling of Mizore's.... forget it, all that's important is she took it well.
Even if someone really annoys the hell out of you and you get the urge to punch them in the face, you don't need your Stand to go and actually punch them without your meaning to.
If you didn't know better, you'd almost think she took it suspiciously well, as if pleased to take it as proof that you were interested.
Who knows how many problems that could lead to?
That's ridiculous, of course. The depths of your feelings are as plain as your face, after all.
The bottom line is this: the current situation is untenable, and you refuse to let it continue as it has been.
Good fucking grief, that was humiliating....
For a good week or so, you manage not to have to deal with any more social or personal crises. Classes are easy... homework is simple and straightforward... Moka and Kurumu seem to be able to fend off their own unwanted admirers without having to trouble you for it...
In the far distance, you can just barely hear what sounds like a command for someone to "KNOW YOUR PLACE!"
It is, truly, a golden opportunity for you to double down and focus all of your spare time on Stand meditation.
Gravity pulled unnecessary distractions away from you, granting a much greater degree of success!
Come Sunday morning, you're confident you've got the hang of it.
Or at least, good enough for everyday life, since you spent several minutes thinking of random knick knacks for your Stand to go and poach from around the campus, and you were able to suppress Star Platinum well enough that it never attempted to emerge and fetch anything.
Just as you finish mentally patting yourself on the back for your success, you hear a knocking on your door.
If it's the SPC, then part of you wants to answer the door with a strong right hook.... but you know better. Glancing through the peephole, you see....
[]Kazama, from Mechanics Club. From his grim expression, there must be a problem...
[]Professor Nekonome? What the hell could she want? Something's got her anxious....