BB (bebe/bunnyboy)

As a kid Bb had good memories growing old, fitted in well and had a great relationship with his parents. Wouldn't do amazing at school but it wasn't that important as he wasn't pressured by his parents to excel either. He would have best friends, hang out a lot and play videogames and life was pretty peaceful.

Issues began when his mother passed away. The house began having a depressing aura and his father struggled to meet his kid's emotional needs and also began having trouble maintaining the house financially as the loss deeply affected him and couldn't do as well in his job. He had a hard time suddenly became the only support. Bb began feeling neglected or abandoned due to this but at the same time, he understood well that his father was doing what he possibly could in this situation so he still loved him and admired him despite all.

This big change in his family coincided with him becoming a teenager, so his life outside his house change a lot as well which amplified the situation. 

Suddenly friends changed, people were more distant. He felt he didn't fit in with his friends anymore, as he didn't have the same interests as them. He wasn't very interested in dating, or having nights out and he definitely wasn't "popular". Still, he had some friends he could play videogames with, which he really liked. So in school, he mostly went under the radar.

He...wasn't exactly unhappy, but he definitely felt unfulfilled. He told himself he admired his father so he would study naval engineering just like him once he graduated high school, but, was it really because he admired his father or was he just looking for any excuse to have a goal that would sound passionate?

He felt he lacked passion, and mostly, personality. Every year it was more prominent this feeling of not having a "self" and it was like there was nothing to do about it. Aside from playing videogames and doing the minimum school work, there was nothing he felt he wanted to do. Sometimes he blamed life, "why isn't just existing enough...?". He desperately wanted a sense of purpose, from anything, or anyone.

Pierre (???)

Pierre was born in dysfunctional family, as well as surrounded by death at a young age. He lived with his mother at first, who was neglectful and abusive, and eventually his grandparents began taking care of him (who lived in a different country). This was a peaceful time and he was happy, but they passed away when he was around 12 and he was sent to the orphanage since the whereabouts of his mother were unknown but likely dead as well.

At the orphanage and school he was welcomed and well liked, however the scar of his upbringing was already there and didn't know how to heal. 

Most people would describe him as well-mannered, calm and most importantly, very dependable young man, however inside, he felt detached from everything, nothing felt real. This is because after experiencing abandonment in the form of death he closed off his heart, and also his contradicting feelings (like missing his mother yet she was abusive) left him confused and opted to not feel at all.

Basically his "calm and dependable" exterior came from shutting down his feelings due to fear of getting attached to something he would later lose, as he was never able to understand the pain he felt at such young age, and excelling in things was a way to fill his "void".

He would get along with everyone, and everyone thought highly of him, but would never get a close relationship with anyone. Upon entering the orphanage which was catholic, he was introduced to this religion to which he devoted deeply as he felt like God would be the thing that would help him relieve his pain. He became very obsessive with the idea doing "the right thing" and being a "good person" because in a way, he felt that would heal him and make him feel fulfilled in life.

Thus what everyone saw as a nice, dependable, admirable person inside he felt a extreme loneliness, and a unbearable feeling of derealization.

In his last year of school, as well as last year in the orphanage, he met Deneb. Although opposed in many things, it was in such a away that they complemented each other and got along pretty well. Deneb was quick to start having feelings but Pierre was not so sure. As much as there was a small voice in him saying he wanted to be with him, he had too much baggage that was left unattended and while beginning to feel  was nice, but it triggered so much.

He likely lost his sanity many years time ago and the only thing keeping his mind together was a veil of apathy, but once that veil was gone there was no turning back. So, one day he ran away and disappeared.

Wekufe de otoño (Reminiscencia de Otoño)

Wekufe de otoño is a personalization of Al pherg's hurt. Because of many reasons Al pherg had to repress their emotions to the point they don't feel them anymore, and eventually, this entity was born. She does not have a defined form, she changes to suit painful memories, often appears as a shadow figure or a figure that vaguely represents someone in Al pherg's past.

Thus her appearing is a methaphorical representation of the hurt and trauma that lingers on the back of Al pherg's mind. 

Al pherg locked their emotions away in a box, because they were afraid of them, however as time went by this entity grew stronger and broke free. They called her wekufe (evil spirit) and blamed the resurfacing of their memories, traumas and feelings on a curse and continued to escape.

A world without rainy aprils

It is unimportant right now. Everyday is like the other. Even today

Tolosa

a summer day, last day of the year. tolosa station and a sunset at 7 pm. Going through the ticket gate, leaving the platform, walking pass the bridge. trees, the sunset and melancholy

on top of the hill of the small town

hey I really like fireflies. Theyre pretty
can we go to place that has fireflies next?
Uh
i also like dragonflies, uh. they re pretty

a long time ago when i was on the unknown yard
i was running in circles, then a dragonfly flew against me
it hurted, you know. And i almost swallowed it
Uh thats off. am i never seeing the unknown yard again? I feel like i could but
I can't go back to that time, can't I? That was my last memory of it...

Uhhh, you know
i always feel like you stop listening at some point...