“Will you help me?”
Four Word Prompts: Not Accepting!
Almost midnight and like always, Wonpil was up with his lamp on and books spread out on his desk. He didn’t like school work piling up, so he studied the new material beforehand in order to get a better grasp of it the next day. It was his way of staying ahead and getting good grades. Grades were everything to him.
He rested his head on the palm of his hand as he wrote on his textbook. It was full of notes, highlights, and comments that it would be impossible for the book to be reused. Some parts were hard to read after so much written on there. There was a sudden buzz coming from his bed. Wonpil stood up and checked, it was a call from Junhoe. He grit his teeth at the name displayed, but he still took the call.
“Help you?” Wonpil could feel his ears turning red. “I don’t know what those friends of yours want you to do, but don’t bring me into your mess.” There was no response on the other side and the silence annoyed him. “You’re on your own.”
click.