【Aʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴇ Uɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇs/Eᴠᴇɴᴛs.】

【Bᴀɴᴅ Wᴀɢᴏɴs.】

Baka Mitai.

//Two equal signs. We have achieved b a l a n c e.

The /true/ baddest.

Windwall to block the haters out.

Yas at the piano, when no one's around, a flask of Ionian alcohol and his feelings, Bruno Mars style.

//Bruno Mars is always a bitter sweet favourite of mine. His songs helped me during heart break and lonely hours. But he was introduced to me by the mother who doesn't see me as a son anymore. But man, he sings so, so damn well.

//Yasuo: "My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life." Yone: "You had a woman?" Yasuo: "Well, no." Yone: "So then-" Yasuo: "Let me be a miser in peace, brother." Yes, I see it.

Does it make him feel better? All the damage he did to his own liver? No. But the numbness helps, or so he believes. Doesn't stop him from doing his job, making and remixing music for the singers. He gets the work done, then misers when everyone's gone.