Phil doesn't talks. Well, not anymore. The last time he said something, was when he didn't hate himself. And that was a long time ago. But now, everything is different. He must struggle with depression, whilst new boy Dan Howell desperately attempts to win him over. [Warning: this could be triggering at some points]

|| Philophobia. Its name comes from two Greek roots, "philo" meaning love and "phobia" meaning fear of. The fear of love. || "I think i was 9 or 10. And i would watch from the stairs and-and the concept of getting close to anyone...it petrifies me." "Why?" "Because I never want to be vulnerable." His voice became colder. "I never want to be taken advantage of." "Who says everyone will?" The man retaliated. "I like my own tent. I don't want people to come inside and mess everything up." "But what if someone climbed into your tent and cleaned it up for you?" He asked again." xx