Heartnebulosa

For them, when Yuu crosses that mirror back to their world, it is almost the same as dying. They will never see them again. Never hear them again. Never smell them again. Never hear their footsteps rushing for one place to another. Never feel their hands reaching for them.

Never is a scary word.

They will forever be unable to be with yuu again, no matter how much they wish they could.

The feeling of having someone simply taken out of your reach is strange. Yuu's things are still here, the shabby school backpack they found somewhere in Ramshackle, their uniform is still on the chair, the book they were reading is on the nightstand, the sweets they got from Trey are on the fridge, the photos they took are still on the counter waiting for someone who won't come to put them in place.

Yuu is gone. The friend that entered their lives, established their presence, became as essential as breathing, and soon after left.

Of course, they left for a reason, a reason that made it impossible to judge their choice to leave. They had to go home, a home where people cared about them, people that were surely terribly worried.

But having a reason didn’t make it hurt any less. One day they will be walking down the street and will pass by someone who, for a brief moment, they could swear was Yuu. The color of the hair or even a laugh can take them back years and remind them of memories that now hurt.

Longing, after all, is the misfortune of those who have been exceptionally fortunate. Only those who love experience longing, and only those who were loved are missed.

Yuu will haunt the narrative until the last days of the tales of everyone who knew them.

Everything you see, or rather, everything you don’t see, is dark; you are falling down a dark hole. Either the hole was too deep or you fell very slowly, because you had a lot of time to look around and wonder what would happen next.

First, you tried to look down and understand where you were going, but it was too dark to see anything. Sometimes, as you fell, you felt things brushing against you, perhaps someone had lost them. But who would have lost a book in such a place? You ask yourself as one almost hits you in the nose.

Down, down, down. Will this fall ever come to an end?

You felt like you were dreaming, and nothing could harm you. At this point, you aren’t sure about which way was up, down, left, or right. The only thing you are absolutely sure of is that whoever owns this hole loves card games, as dozens of them pass you by, giving you small cuts on your skin. They don’t hurt. But still, how rude!

Down, down, down. There’s nothing here to do; it’s quite boring, really.

You don’t remember exactly when you got here, time doesn’t make much sense anyways, after all, why would you? In fact, you don’t remember anything at all. You have no memories of who you are, but this may be the best thing that has ever happened to you.

After all, memories are nothing but painful reminders of the past, a past that you will never get to go back to. You made sure of it when you took the hand of the mysterious person on the other side of the mirror.

Thanks for reading! 🤍

Childhood:

Yuu’s speech and language development were delayed as a kid due to the lack of adults that actually talked to her.

Her social-emotional development was compromised (as well) by neglect and inconsistent care that she had been exposed to.

She was basically raised by her neighborhood. All her clothes and toys as a kid were donated by the local church (which she went to eat when she couldn’t at home).

I like to think that Yuu wasn’t afraid of heights at all when she was little. In fact it was a common sight to see her climbing trees and shelves to reach what she wanted.

Yuu often hid herself inside willow trees to avoid other kids her age.

the local librarian had to start a little notebook to write down just the books that Yuu took out (it was a too large amount to be put in the normal one).

Her vocabulary is enormous.

She used to sleep under the small table on her living room with a bunch of blankets. ( I think this one is canon??)

Yuu loved to watch every movie possible on the DvD’s that the local library had.

Due to the lack of attention it was paid to her she ended up reading/watching things that were DEFINITELY not for her age. (Watching LesMisérables at 8 years old was not a great experience).

Her hands are COLD. (Malnutrition and all that).

She refuses to use umbrellas. The feeling of rain on her skin makes her feel present.

Her tendency to stare out into space creeps people out.

Yuu always felt watched at home( she swears that the portraits on the wall have their eyes on her).

Her dad used to disappear from time to time… she didn’t really know why.

This one is a little horrible. Her mom has been under the imperium curse since she had Yuu.

Yuu has many different marks on her back. Most of them are runes.. courtesy of her father of course.

While Yuu lived for a while with her grandmother, she went through many “good-manners” classes since she was horrified by her granddaughter lack of social understanding.

Yuu has always liked music. She once found an old record player and has been collecting vinyls since then.

Pre-storyline:

When Yuu finally received her hogwarts letter she felt like one of her book characters.

Professor McGonagall was the one that took eleven year old Yuu to Diagon Alley to get her school supplies. (She knew better than expect Yuu’s father to do so).

Even though Yuu describes her experience at Hogwarts by not having any friends there, that was often a misunderstanding of the situation on her part. (Often needing verbal confirmation of the friendship).

Yuu ended up finding the Room of Requirement after reading about it.

She started to study a lot about arts and music during 2nd year.

Due to her lack of creativity, Yuu often makes recreation of paintings or portraits of people she knows.

She learned the basics of piano after she started singing in the school choir.

Yuu had the habit of wandering on the forbidden forest (much to her dorm prefects displeasure).

The bullying PTSD is HEAVY. Like anxiety attack type of heavy. (Nobody would be normal after all she went through be so fr rn).

During her internship with dragons her hair got burnt many times. (She is a master at handling fire now tho).

Since she used to take care of baby dragons I believe that their parents really liked her presence (I doubt that they would let her anywhere near them otherwise).

It doesn’t matter the animal, she WILL try to pet it.

She deeply believes the things she lived through until now are normal.

She has a collection of miniature dragons that she made with some trinkets.

… So this is probably a mess, but thanks for reading if you did!! Remember, English isn’t my first language, so please be kind 🙏💕