Kristoff Bjorgman wasn't really a lucky person. When he was born, his parents were expecting a girl. After having Kristoff's brother Aiden, they wanted to have a girl afterwards. They were never really the kindest people. They were judgemental, rude, and plain out evil.

When Kristoff was starting school, he was forced to wear the girl clothes his mother had already bought. He also had to wear braces since his teeth were so crooked. Kristoff was okay with all of that until the other kids began laughing at him, calling him names, and even throwing paper balls at him. Almost every day, he would come home crying and his parents never cared.

Middle school came afterwards, and it only got worse. Kristoff had to get retainers after he had taken his braces off and glasses because he had slightly bad eyesight. His mother DID get rid of the girly clothes but it didn't make it any better for him. The clothes she'd gotten him were nerdy and too clean. Again, the other kids humiliated him. Kristoff couldn't stand it, at times he just felt like running away. He never really cried as much like he did in elementary school anymore.

When he was going to begin high school, he still had his glasses. He had also given away all of the girl clothes that he used to wear when he was younger, he didn't want any memories from them anyways. High school wasn't any better than his earlier years, of course, people would whisper bad things about him and treat him like nothing.

He eventually graduated with a doctoral degree. He was one of the top five students at his university. He wanted to become a doctor, but his parents wouldn't let him because they thought it was "too icky", and they thought he'd get a disease while working. Kristoff was wondering why they would care, they're the reasons why he was humiliated in school and made his life miserable.

"Why would you want to be a doctor for? Huh?!", his father asked coldly.

"Because, I want to help people."

His mother began to cackle, "Help people? Why? What have they ever done for you?"

Kristoff raised his eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

"Why would you want to help those sick and evil people that deserve it?"

"They're not sick and evil Mom, you are!"

His mother cackled again, "Me?", she asks still laughing, "Who were the ones that made fun of your girl clothes?"

Kristoff sighed, he didn't want to talk about the past, "Oh please, you never cared! You never cared either!", he said referring to his father.

"Kristoff, we brought you into this world, we made you live with us for twenty one years, we fed you, we gave you clothes, why the hell would you say we don't care for you? Huh?", his father was getting more drunk, he could tell.

"Y'know? Why don't you be a barman?", his mother suggested, "You could get your dad and I some free vodka, do something with your life than sitting here at home crying to us."

"I want to be a doctor", Kristoff said assertively.

"You're going to be a barman, Kristoff. Or else, we'll get rid of you", his mother warned.

"You don't mean that."

His mother walked over to him, "Try me."

Kristoff didn't say anything, he just went into his room and slammed the door, everyone was ruining his life. He could hear his someone coming to his door and knocked.

"Go away!", Kristoff demanded, thinking it was one of his parents.

"Kristoff, it's Aiden."

Aiden was one of the few people that was actually nice to him. He really appreciated Aiden. Even though their parents treated him more politely, he still loved him.

"What is it?"

"I just wanted to tell you that Katie and I are going to Fiji for our wedding for the rest of the week. Are you gonna be okay with mom and dad?".

Katie was Aiden's girlfriend. They'd been dating for six years. Katie was also nice to Kristoff, which he was happy about, he didn't want some snobby girl to become his sister in law.

"What? Aiden, no, you can't leave with those, those, windbags!"

"Kristoff, it's just for the week. And I'll make it up to you!"

Kristoff sighed, "Okay, fine. But if I die, you're not coming to my funeral."

Aiden laughed, "You're the best Kristoff. I'll see you next Monday!"