"A university student. He was involved in a hit and run." Chan informed. "Seems messy." 
Gyeongsuk pitifully shook her head. "It's always a shame when they're young." 
Knowing that if she continued, she would only make herself upset, Sungcheol changed the subject. He looked at Soonyoung. 
"So, did you meet with that Jihoon guy?"
Soonyoung nodded. "Yeah. It was difficult to get him to notice and talk to me at first, but I finally got him to help me." He explained. 
"What did you do, annoy him until he talked to you?" Chan questioned jokingly. 
Soonyoung shrugged unashamedly. "Desperate times call for desperate measures." 
Chan let out a tiny laugh. "Figures." 
Sungcheol rolled his eyes fondly. "Anyway, have you made any progress?"
"Kinda. He thinks I may have been murdered." 
Chan frowned. "I thought you had an asthma attack." 
"I did. That's why I think he's wrong. In my opinion, I think I'm stuck here because I have too many regrets." 
Gyeongsuk looked at him doubtingly. "I don't think that's the case. Remember that one young man, Mingyu? He kept saying he had so many regrets, but he still moved on." She pointed out. "I've been a spirit for many years and for the last ten years or so, I have heard a lot of good things about this Jihoon. I think you should trust him." She advised. 
Soonyoung went to disagree with her, but Chan nudged him to get his attention. "There he is. There's the new ghost. He's coming over here." 
Gyeongsuk smiled brightly at the new ghost. "Hello dear. What's your name?" 
Soonyoung turned to see what the newcomer looked like but was surprised to be met with a familiar face. He gasped. 
"Seokmin?" 
The new ghost looked at Soonyoung in confusion, but there was no denying it. This ghost was his childhood friend, Lee Seokmin. The other blinked a couple of times as he stared at Soonyoung. The others at the table had gone quiet as they watched the scene unfold in front of them. Soonyoung stood and grabbed his friend by the shoulders. 
"Seokmin, do you remember me?" 
The ghost slowly nodded. "Soonyoung." 
Soonyoung was relieved to have someone recognize him and he focused all of his energy to the center and engulfed his friend in a hug. Even though he hated the fact that one of his dear friends was dead, he was happy to have a familiar face in the afterlife. He pulled away from the hug, still maintaining eye contact. 
"Do you remember what happened to you?" He asked carefully. He knew it was a long shot, but it was still worth trying. 
Seokmin seemed to be deep in thought but slowly shook his head. Soonyoung sighed, but that was the answer he had been expecting. When someone died too suddenly, they tended not to remember much unless it was triggered by something major. Most of the time, it took years in the afterlife for a spirit to remember, if they did at all. 
"You were killed in a hit and run." He offered helpfully. "Do you remember anything before that?" 
Again, Seokmin shook his head so Soonyoung let it go. There wasn't much he could do except keep an eye on his friend and try to guide him through the afterlife. The table remained quiet as they joined them, but Seokmin kept looking around with teary eyes. Soonyoung watched him sadly. He knew how hard it could be to watch your own funeral. He remembered how hard it was to sit through his own. After going away to university,  Soonyoung had been out of contact with his parents. He tried to call them every weekend, but of course, life became busy and most of the time, Soonyoung just wanted to go out. When he saw his father holding his mother while she sobbed, the guilt fully set in for him. He sat by his parents the entire time. As he remained in the funeral hall, so did the guilt.
To comfort him, Soonyoung placed his hand on top of Seokmin's. He wanted him to know that he wasn't alone. No one should have to experience that afterlife alone, especially when you're one of the ones left behind. 
"I can't believe it's over," Seokmin mumbled in disbelief. "My whole life is just gone." He turned to Soonyoung. "It isn't fair." 
Soonyoung looked at him sadly. He knew that feeling too well. Seokmin was right. It wasn't fair how quickly their lives went. It was worse for him due to his being wrongfully taken from him.  
"I know, but I promise, we will get justice. I won't let you suffer." He promised. 
Seokmin frowned. "How? We're dead. It's not like we can just run to the police and tell them who it was." 
That was when a lightbulb went off in Soonyoung's head. "We may not be able to, but I know someone who can."