Pandemonium

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By the time Yoshinori was a senior in high school, he had every record label around the world lined up to sign him as soon as he graduated.

His family, to say the least, was over the moon about his success and sent him to America to finish his school year.

Where did they send him?

Manhattan, New York. One of the busiest cities in the world.

Albeit, he was a little nervous since he's never been outside of Japan before in his life. But he went regardless of his nerves.

The moment he set foot on American soil, he had a troop of cameras following his every move, asking him all these different questions about his song, like if he regretted writing the lyrics considering how everyone felt about it.

Every once in a while, he would look into the cameras and throw up his middle finger, implying that he didn't care how everyone felt about the song.

The next few months were filled with interviews. But there was one particular interview he did that sent a shockwave across the nation.

A question came up about how he felt with the pandemonium he caused,

And he gave them the most chilling answer anyone could give in an interview.

"There are three types of people in this world: People who watch the shit happen, people who wonder what happened, and people who make the shit happen."

"So, which one are you?"

"Me?"

He chuckled.

"I'm the one behind all the shit."



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