Simple times, complex emotions. Being a teenager in the Anakt Garden is difficult. Only half-truthed books and whispered rumors teach pet human adolescents what to believe regarding life and love.

During mid-day, the play area has a cool breeze and clear blue skies. Even the plastic grass brings a specific comfort, warmed by the sun lamp above. Till lies down, pondering his feelings about the people he knows and unspoken affections.

Do you love me?