ephemeral ; a yoonmin short story

green

a green room this time.

it was complimented by a green table with a bottle filled with green liquid placed on top.

the bottle had a tag saying "drink me."

if it were up to jimin, he wouldn't have done anything.

but again, he didn't have a say and only got to see himself pick up the liquid and bring it to his face to feel the liquid go down his throat.

but still, he felt the sensation of not being able to breathe until there was no breath left.