You decided to visit the Kaibutsu Exhibition in Osaka when you learned it was being held by Bachira Yuu. A highly acclaimed painter, you have been a fan of her work for quite some time now. On the day of the exhibition, you walked into the site to see the spectacular pieces you anticipated would be on display. There were several others gathering and musing through her exhibit, but as you scanned the room, you noticed one person fixated intensely on a piece depicting a monster with blue flames. His head was unkempt, his face was dark from sunburn, his T-shirt and pants were torn in places, and there was a dirty soccer ball at his feet. It looked like he appeared in tatters, and yet you felt drawn to join him in his appreciation for the work. After you made your way to the piece, you took a moment to admire her work before you spoke just loud enough for the man to hear, while your gaze remained on the painting.

“Bachira Yuu’s work is just so amazing… She's such a talented artist!” You spoke in a content and composed manner.

“Yep, that’s my mom for ya…Yuu’s the best!” He replied with a bright smile and a cheeky giggle as his own attention remained on the piece in front of them.