Yoonmin|Fraternity

Yoonmin

*Original story by Jamich*

They say, it feels great to have a best friend. There's someone to protect you, and there's someone to make you happy. But are you willing to risk the friendship, in exchange for love, that you've always dreamed of?

My name is Jimin. Ever since grade school, Yoongi has been my classmate. Our parents were friends. That's why wherever I go, he's always there.
In good times or bad time, in spirited times or times of trial, that is Yoongi. He tries to make me happy all the time.The person that's always by my side. We were cordial to each other.

One day at school, I asked him why he joined fraternity. He replied, "nothing, I just wanted to."
I asked him, ''You just want to? Don't you know it's dangerous?its such a mayhem."

"I know what I'm doing," he said, "There are many people who joins fraternities."

Days passed. I didn't hear anything from him. I didn't see him. I text him But he doesn't reply to my messages. I didn't see him at school either. I wonder how he's doing. I went to visit him at his house, but he wasn't there. I missed my best friend. I miss Yoongi. The man whom I secretly love.

Until one day, I saw him at  school. His earphone in his ear. I took it out and I asked him what was happening to him, he replied nothing.

"There's something your are not telling me." I told him.

"What do I have to tell you?" He says.

"Why don't you go to school anymore? Why don't you talk to me anymore? Why don't you reply to my texts?" I asked.

He walked away. "Yoongi!" I yelled, and catch up to him.

He turned around and said vexingly, "why are you meddling with my life? Why? What are you to me?"

I was dismayed and silenced by what he said, that what am I to him. I'm just his perilous friend. That's all. There's nothing more. He left and never showed himself anymore. I never texted him and never visit to his house either.

Two weeks passed, when I got the news that Yoongi was rushed into the hospital. He's in a critical condition. Once I arrived in the hospital, I went straight to his room. And once I got there, they were already covering him with a blanket. One thing I didn't knew, is that I was weeping.

"Yoongi! Yoongi!" I cried. His cousin pulling me away from Yoongi. I kept on calling his name. My chest hurt.

He's cousin released me and I went straight to sit down next to Yoongi. I held his hand and put it in my cheeks. Still crying. I looked at his very very pale face that has gotten even more paler.

"Yoongi," I said crying,"I love you so much." I told him how much I love him, even though I know he can't hear me. He was beaten up with no reason. That's how he died.

He's cousin gave me his phone. There was a text that was sent by him: Bro, don't you come near my best friend. I did what you asked me to do, right? I tried to stay away from him. Just please do not touch or hurt my Jimin. I love him so much.

I read it, and kept on weeping. Then I gave him a tight embrace. Very tight that I couldn't even let go of him.

I didn't know we loved each other. I could have been his. But it was all too late to be his. I attempted to tell him how I feel but I hesitated.

He's the one person I have to let go of and move on. But he'll be forever in my heart.