Henrick Bjorgman is the son of Anna and Kristoff, and is an eighteen year old freshman in university. His sexuality is up to his player. Henrick grew up in Arendelle. He looks a lot like Matthew Hitt. Henrick is currently open!
trigger warning: drug use and overdose death mention
My mama told me I’m on the rise, my mama told me never look down…
Henrick had always been different from the rest of his family. Where the others were sunshine, he was darkness, and where they all saw a picnic as a fun family outing, he would have much rather stayed inside in his room. He was always quite disagreeable, fighting his brother, sometimes using his fists to get his point across. His father constantly pulled him aside and tried to set him straight, telling him it would do no good to hurt others when you’re upset, and tried to get him to open up. Even as a child, Henri would go tight lipped and look away from his father, refusing to look him in the eye until Kristoff left him to cool off in his own time.
As he became a teenager, Henrick started hanging out with some kids in town, often running into his older cousin, Luisa, in some of the bars and clubs he was able to sweet talk his way into. He met a girl named Nina, and her friend Rolf, convinced him to have a beer with them; he thought, why not? A beer’s a beer, right? Well, beer turned to hard liquor, and liquor turned to pot, and from there, he was up for trying anything, taking it from anyone who offered, until he started hanging around the darker parts of town buying from shady guys. Nina showed him how to do everything. At sixteen, he found himself entirely infatuated with her, and the two ended up hooking up in the bathroom of the club they frequented. She could get him to do anything for or to her with just a bat of her eyelashes. That night, he sneaked home, and went to go climb into his room, only to crash into his twin, Kristen’s room. She was on him like a fly on shit, and the next day, when his parents sat him down to talk to him about his extracurricular activities, he knew she had sold him out. When she tried to talk to him again, he went silent and tight lipped, deciding to just ignore her altogether. For an entire year. After their eighteenth birthday celebration, Kristen took up the annoying hobby of following him everywhere he went, yammering on about her day and anything that popped into her head. It was a bit annoying, being followed and talked at, but he tuned her out as though she were a black fly buzzing around in the summertime. In a drastic measure to make her leave him be, he led her to the club, and did a line of cocaine in front of her. When she ran off crying, he felt a little remorse, but Nina turned his face to hers and kissed him, and the high took over any guilt he felt.
After he turned eighteen, the castle rarely saw him. He was always with Nina, either at the club or at the apartment she and Rolf shared. Some nights it was just them, other times Rolf joined in; the three of them worked well together, and it turned out that Rolf was just as crazy about Nina as Henrick was. Something about the guy made Henri not feel jealous or competitive, and oftentimes the three of them would get into bed together after a few lines of coke and just go at it like rabbits. One afternoon, Nina told Henrick that he should just move in with them, and that they’d be a happy family together. Bjorgman agreed that the next day would be the one he would move in, and then the three of them took some coke before passed out on the couch to a film. When Henrick awoke, he was covered in blood. Nina had started bleeding from her nose and didn’t stop. She died between him and Rolf. The next weeks were a blur; he and Rolf arranged her funeral together, and spent days on end in bed together, just laying there with a Nina sized hole in their hearts. Henrick was eventually found and brought home to explain himself, and to learn that he had been summoned to attend a private school miles and miles away. Part of him wanted to scream and shout and race back to Nina’s apartment, but just nodded solemnly. None of his family was to know about Nina.
Go and raise your head up high, my mama told me you’re on the rise…
Getting away from Arendelle gives Henrick both anxiety and slight excitement; excitement in the sense that he can try and get himself out of his hole he’s been in since Nina’s death. His one regret about leaving is Rolf; Rolf had become his best friend, and he felt bad to leave him all alone. However, his friend assured him he would be okay; he was going to go live with an aunt in the Northern Isles, and possibly get help for his addiction. Henrick feels slightly jealous; he wants to quit the drug scene eventually but, well, not just yet.
+ Dedicated, Poetic, Observant
- Addicted, Petty, Self Destructive
