Alexander Vesha

Alexander Vesha, straight outta Columbus, Ohio—yeah, not exactly the glitziest spot on the map, but hey, it’s home. Guy grew up with his heart stapled to the Cleveland Browns, so you can already guess the emotional rollercoaster: springs full of hope, autumns loaded with dread, and by winter? He’s neck-deep in existential sports sadness. And don’t even get started on Ohio winters. Bleak as a Monday morning with no caffeine. His family? Kinda the classic overachieving Midwest deal. Dad’s poking around in people’s mouths as a dentist, mom’s patching up the sick as a nurse, and his brother—because there’s always one—is a lawyer. Meanwhile, Alex? He’s got this uncanny gift for dodging the whole “respectable career” track, and honestly, that’s impressive in its own right. Takes some skill to slip through the cracks while everyone around you is collecting degrees and promotions. He’s not exactly blowing up the socials, but you’ll catch him over on Twitter, lobbing out a tweet every now and then—usually something snarky or random that makes you wonder if he’s okay, or just delightfully weird. Not the type to chase clout or document his every meal. Nah, Alex is more of a background character who kinda steals the scene if you’re paying attention. A little awkward, a little sarcastic, and probably way too invested in a football team that just keeps breaking his heart. That’s him.