Chances and Fate

Jongin wants her back. He wants to be with her again. He wants to go back.

I could’ve saved you. I could’ve stopped the car. I could’ve done something. Jongin’s tears rolled down his pale skin as he stares down the hill; to where his car dived a month ago. The memory still lingers. The pain still stings. Her death kills him.

He pulled out a shining metal and was about to cut the flesh on his wrist when someone spoke on his right, making him look at the stranger.
“You never wished for her to die, didn’t you?” The man in a black old suit asked. He was wearing a black golf hat to match his suit and an eye patch on his left eye. He has a cigarette on his arm that is crossed on his back. He looks straight at the horizon and it was hard for Jongin to read his expression. Heck, Jongin didn’t even notice where this man came from and when did he join him stand there.
Jongin’s eyebrows knitted together. Of course I didn’t! Who would want his girlfriend to die in a horrible accident where you were also there? He looked away. “I didn’t. But I wish it was me instead.”
“So that’s why you’re trying to kill yourself?”
“I’m trying to be with her again.” Jongin’s voice came so soft, that it was almost impossible for the man to hear him.
“You can be with her without killing yourself, you know.” The man huffed on his cigarette, and blew smoke in the air. “I can help you. Literally going back in time is a good idea. Don’t you think?” The man turned to him with an unreadable expression.
Jongin froze for a moment, then he realized what kind of a man he is. Crazy. “I should go.”

He was about to leave when the man spoke again. “You missed your chance. And now that you are being given another, are you just going to waste it?”