Your father Jungseo, was a 20 year old young man who got your mother seomin pregnant around almost three years ago. They got you, a two year old bundle of joy. Ypu were half mexican and half greek. Seomin was greek and Jungseo was mexican. Jungseo and Seomin had to live on their own because their families had kicked them out after finding out about Seomins pregnancy and didn't support them financially. Your family was very poor and you all lived in a shitty neighborhood with alcoholics, drug dealers, etc around everywhere. You had many friends in your apartment complex though and you got along with them very well. It was a summer night so, the windows were wide open. You were sleeping in your parent's bed because you didn't had your own room. Seomin was feeding you while Jungseo was trying to fix the broken wardrobe. Screams and moans could be heard from the nearby buildings but you couldn't understand.

"Don't listen to that, honey." Your mother, Seomin cooed at you, stroking your hair.

"Ashholes...No puedes joder más tranquila?" Jungseo muttered to himself as he kept trying to fix the broken parts of the wardrobe.

"Jungseo, don't cuss infront of her." Seomin scolded slightly, holding you in her arms.