Serendipity | P.JM.

Chapter 1.

           "I can't get ahold of Mingi." I say a bit worriedly as my dance instructor was standing across from me. My partner isn't answering his damn phone! Mingi… where are you?
    
         "Let's try not to worry about it, maybe he got busy and will show up later…" he says cheerfully in Hope's to lessen my worriedness even just a little bit. It didn't work… my best friend was never like this, he always answered my calls and he never missed a practice. We also have a competition Wednesday… he wouldn't bail on me.
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       Hours into the practice I look outside to see that it had begun storming. Thunder, lightning and all, and Mingi still wasn't back. I'm going to go look for him. 
    
        "I'm going to look for him," I say, completely stopping in the middle of it, and running to the changing room before my instructor could say anything. I'm worried about him for real. I know I'm dramatic, but this is very unusual. 
    
         After finishing getting back into my normal clothes, I ran out of the door and through the practice room, down the hallway and out the front door the rain automatically dripping on my hair and all over my body. 
    
          At this point, I didn't care. I ran down the road and a couple twists and turns I made it at his house, breathless. It didn't look like anyone was home. I went up to the door, hesitating for a second before I knocked loudly in Hope's my best friend would answer. Moments passed and he never did.
     
        I began to feel a heavy feeling in my chest as my anxiety began to kick in the tears already streaming down my face. There's only one other place he could be. This caused me to sprint. I really hope he isn't there. Please mingi.
      
      Soon after, I arrive at the bridge where he and I always hang out. He has to be here. I should have listened to him but no I'm so blind and couldn't realize when my own best friend was hurting. 
      
      "MINGI!" I cry out in Hope's he would respond. I then saw a figure on the bridge and I knew it was him by his figure. I began to sprint fully towards him, tripping and falling in the midst landing on my arm, hearing a big crack, this causing me to holler out in pain. I laid there for a few seconds holding my arm before struggling to get up before walking over to him, noticing him on the edge while still cupping my arm out of pain. “What are you doing here…” I ask him softly, continuing to hold my arm. It really hurts, Damn it. 
   
         “I just figured that did come, I wasn't really feeling it today. Plus its a beautiful day so fresh air is nice.” He states, a slight smile on his face causing me to look up at the sky, a weird look growing on my face because it was rainy. “Are you serious Mingi, it's dark as hell out here and it's raining, speaking of which I'm sure your mom is worried since Sonjin Is calling her to tell her you haven't been at practice,” I warn him and a soft content smile occupies his lips. “I am going home Y/N, finally.” he breathes out, this statement causing my heart to drop to my knees. I knew exactly what he meant. 
  
         “I'm tired of having to be perfect, I'm tired of having to make everyone happy, especially my family.” He starts, looking back out towards the water. I was going to talk him out of this. “My mom doesn't even want me to do what I love, she wants me to become this doctor and make tons of money just so she can flaunt it all. My dad is sick and is just going to die anyway. I've never been a good dancer and I've never been able to keep up with you because you're so quick and talented.” I felt the tears welling in my throat as these words slipped out of his mouth. “Mingi No I'm s-” “I couldn't even confess to the girl I love.” He cut me off with his words. “I could never tell her how I felt… because she was my dance partner and my best friend.” 

          I felt my heart jump in my chest… I've always liked Mingi, always wanted to tell him how I felt, but never knowing that the awkwardness of when we broke up and having to dance together. “Ming-” “I love you Y/N, and sure… were only 16 but I knew… how I felt about you and I knew… that I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life, but I don't think I can handle liking you and watching you be with someone else.” MINGI LISTE-''''Im sorry Y/N…” and with that, he steps off of the bridge, as an instinct I reach out to grab his hand as quickly as he can my heart beating at the speed of light. No No No No mingi no…
I try to grab his hand but it barely slips past my fingers, him continuing to fall as I watch. he's about to hit the water. I have to do something… I begin taking off my jacket as it was the middle of February and looked down at the water hesitantly, him hitting the water and going underneath. I know you're scared of it Y/N but you have to do it. He's your best friend. 
   
         I climb over the fence separating the inside of the bridge from the ledge, before leaping in after him. Once I was Under, I look around to see that I had fallen slightly away from him. He was already pretty deep in. I begin to swim after him giving it everything I got. Mingi was a lot muscular than I was meaning he was a lot heavier. This caused him to sink faster. I tread, and tread in the water as best I could with my one available arm, the pain in the other still so unbearable. It was for sure broken. 
        
         I continued as fast as I could, considering my given circumstances and I was so close barely within reach. It was getting hard to breathe. Come on arm! Stretch! I reached for him one last time, barely pinching the material of his shirt, but it then slipping through my fingers, continuing to sink lower and lower into the river. 

                 This is all my fault. 
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         The cops were here now. I had gotten out of the water due to lack of breath. I can't believe it, mingi is gone. They have divers out right now looking for his body, but there is so much stuff at the bottom of that river and it's so deep I doubt they'll ever find him. The currents have already swept him a bit too before he reached the bottom. “Y/N…” I heard my mom's voice behind me, feeling a hand gently touch my back causing me to slightly flinch. “He’s gone, mom…” I say, the tears building back up in my throat as I reminisce about the event that just happened. He’s gone…

         “Y/N I'm so sorry…” “Yeah me too… Just go back to work, you seem to be there all the time anyway.” I snap back at her. She always has time to be at work all day, then go to after-work parties with her co-workers and sleep at hotels all night not even bothering to come home. After dad died I've been alone. The only person I've had is Mingi, and he's gone now. 
   
    "Fine then bitch. The apartment I'd yours. I already have a new house anyways. Good luck. You're the reason your best friend killed himself." She snapped, my heart sinking even deeper to y feet. She wasn't wrong… I couldn't save him. 
 
         What am I going to do now…?