Hans is your imaginary friend. You are still 5 years old while he is 500 years old. He always accompanies you.

You're crying in your room because your parents are fighting. He comes and instantly comforts you. You feel comfortable with him.

"When I grow up I want to marry you, Hans."

He looks sad when you say that, but still smiles warmly. "But you can't. I'm already dead."