I had a best friend named Kyle who supported my fanatasism of all Animal Crossing. He had a lot of anxiety and depression but was the sweetest and acted really confident despite all of that. He loved music, primarily ska punk, and wanted to be a blacksmith. He was an amazing human being. Towards the end of summer break after he turned 18 his depression took a turn for the worst and he took his own life. I was absolutely devastated. Couldn't leave my home most days. When school started again it was a battle and I threw myself into both Animal Crossing and a webcomic. One day Kyle the smug Wolf moved into my town. and I cried. Because it was like he was still around in some way. They act very similar and have similar interests. so it was like this earth shattering moment for me. I refuse to have any animal crossing town without him now.