Despite everything, all the growth he'd had to experience to get to this point, to be a wildcard… to be a good person, none of what he'd learned about how to help people seemed to work on a person who didn't want the help in the first place. He loved Yu like a brother, but the guy was seriously worrying him, and on top of that, he didn't leave Sho a whole lot of options. Dragging him out to do shit wasn't seeming to work out too well, since he almost always had work to do, then when he didn't seem to have plans, he'd just go out and drink himself stupid… and on some nights where Sho had stayed home all that time, waiting for him to come back, he'd only get a text saying he was spending the night at someone else's place.
So, sure, good for him, but… it was hard not to notice the pattern. Do work, drink, do more work, drink some more, and so on. Then on the rare occasions where Sho could drag him out to do something other than working or drinking, it… felt like Yu just hadn't been there, really, too drained to be present or too preoccupied with all the stress floating around in that empty-ass head of his.
And so, Sho found himself at a loss… until a text conversation with Adachi, that is, where the most obvious solution had been brought to his attention; a good ol' brawl. It wasn't like Sho hadn't thought of it already, but… for a change, he figured he'd try other things first. Try cheering Yu up like he might've cheered someone else up, right? But once all that was seeming to be thrown out the window, well… Sho guessed that he might as well just stick to what he was best at.