Ephemeral

"Maybe, just maybe, there would be someone out there waiting for me. Waiting for me to come home and curl up beside them while I talk about my day, our day, and how the world is coming to a devastating end; well maybe not devastating, but surely we know it's coming to an end."Residing in Vancouver's downtown core, Min Yoongi spends his youth like a regular, teenage boy; he'd hang out with friends after school, go down to a park to shoot some hoops, sometimes he'd stay home and waste his day playing video games. His life was a bit of a mess, and to add to Yoongi's list of problems, the world was coming to an end. No one knew how to explain it—plants were dying, birds were falling out of the sky, people driving themselves to the brink of insanity—it was too much to swallow. All Yoongi wanted to do now was curl up into a ball and tell himself that this isn't true, and that this was just shit to scare society. He still had his whole life ahead of him, a life where it was heaven on earth. A time where he didn't have to worry about school finishing and all of his friends leaving, a time where he'd spend it with someone he care deeply for.A time where they could look up at the sky and say, "Yeah, we were here."