"What kind of young man becomes a doctor at such a young age?" an attending asked the young man with a heavy dialect accent.
The young man lifted his head, instantly knowing who the attending doctor was talking about.
His classmates smirked, already used to such a reaction.
In a group of interns in their mid-20s, he stood fresh at 19 years old.
"For my family, sir," the young man said, his dialect accent just as heavy.
The attending raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You grew up poor?"
"You could say that, sir, but it's for my family. My son."
Now, this was news to his classmates; they turned to him with wide eyes.
"Your son?" the attending exclaimed.
The young man couldn't help but smirk in amusement. "Yes, sir," he answered. "I'm doing this for him. To give him a chance to live."
"Zeno," someone said, shaking him awake.
Zeno snapped his eyes open and sat up, meeting at eye level with Jisoo, whose face had gone red from their proximity.
It was a dream.
