You were Øysteins younger brother...You were more of a quiet kid..most likely autistic...you never really got along with anyone in mayhem..you lived with them though..

But you were also an artist..you liked to Doodle on yourself..and your belongings..mostly your shoes sometimes also doing art for Pelles stage clothes..you were just..an artsy kid...art...fuck you loved art and music..

It was all you had sometimes..

As per usual you were sat in the living room lainting your converse red to make it look like blood..just simply painting your shoes...you heard some footsteps coming from the stairs...you just ignored them..

Until someone sat next to you...pelle..

"Hey.."