Wilbur had been heartbroken when his crush, Panadol, rejected him. He felt silly, being a 20-year-old man and having a crush on a girl at his uni, but he couldn't help it. She was pretty, smart and nice, he fell head over heels for her. He decided to confess it, but she didn't love him back. She ghosted him after that, and he was now a mess. He fell into depression, there was clutter on the floor of his apartment, and he hadn't showered, slept, changed his clothes or eaten much. He cried a lot.