Jisung sat down next to Minho. He nudged him. Nothing happened. He checked his pulse. It wasn't there. Minho wasn't breathing anymore.

Jisung was on the verge of tears.

Why? WHY HIM? Hadn't he lost already all his loved ones? Did it had to take Minho away from him too? Maybe he really was cursed. If only the ocean took away him instead of Minho. If only. Minho didn't deserve any of this. I was the one who should have been in his place now, Jisung thought

Even when he laid there, dead, Minho was looking beautiful as ever. He even had that small smile, the same one as when they first met.

The tears started rolling down Jisung's cheeks. He didn't even wipe them off. Everything was useless now.

I just wished for me and Minho to be happy together. Was it too much to ask?

Jisung cried. He cried because he thought that he finally found happiness. He cried because he was all alone again. He cried because of the unfairness of this world.

"The water took away all my family and it will come for me too, one day."

Minho decided to become a lifesaver to save people who were drowning so that nobody would ever have to go through the pain he had to. The pain of losing a loved one.

In the end, it wasn't Jisung who the ocean took away. It was his loved one, Minho, who swore to protect the people he cared for, and he really did.

Until his last, final breath.

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