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Social? Nah. Outgoing? Kind of. Friendly? I guess. All these aspects of him bothered his parents, but they never dare him that. He was their baby, the only child. Having a lot of money and no other child to spend it on, they spoiled him heavily, to a rotten point others could argue. So all in all, Hoseok had an easy, smooth life. No troubles, no worries. 

Well, not quite. 

Life would be perfect if Hoseok wanted to be a CEO of a large business. But life, of course, was unfair, and Hoseok wanted to be not a wealthy stockholder but a pediatrician, a children's doctor. The pay was decent, beyond decent actually, but his parents forbade him from following the dream he had always had. "Why would you want to be a silly doctor when you can sit a desk and make millions?" they would never fail to say. Maybe he picked up his laziness from them. No, scratch that. He definitely did. 

One night, one of their usual fights took a wrong turn, and Hoseok stormed out of the house and never returned, a decision that he regretted every single second of his life.  If only time travel were already invented. If it were, he would relive his life, spending each day as his parents wished, for now he could do none of it. Now, he couldn't see them; he couldn't touch them; he couldn't hear their voices. They were gone, vanished, disappeared. And he all he was able to do was wish that he could do something about it. 
 

These people broke the ice.