kpfm 6.0
i'm glad i was at the revival of 15-minute challenges.
prompt: sincerely, question, chosen; onkey meme
The teacher drops her book and grabs a medium-sized red ball, announcing that they’re going to play a game. She holds the door open for Jinki, who just had to read that last bit in his high-school level novel while everyone else ran outstide, and hands him the ball. Jinki stares into the red.
“Um,” he mumbles. “What do you want me to do with it?”
“What do you think you want me to do with it? I want you to be captain and pick out your teammates,” she says.
Something lodges in Jinki’s throat. Air, probably. He walks outside to where the rest of his classmates are, and they watch him coming through, staring at the ball in his hands.
“Are you just carrying the stuff today? Are you even going to play?” a boy named Kibum asks.
“Yes, I am playing. In fact, I’m one of the team captains,” Jinki states, making sure he’s pronounced every word clearly.
“You can’t be team captain. I’m always team captain,” Kibum says defiantly.
“That’s the point. You’re ALWAYS the team captain,” Taemin pipes up. Kibum balls up his hand into a fist, but Taemin’s too busy playing Pokemon to worry about his life at stake. So Kibum snatches his Gameboy Advance out of his hand.
“Taemin, you’re the other team captain. Play rock-paper-scissors to see who gets first choice,” the teacher says, sitting down on the asphalt and putting on her sunglasses.
Jinki and Taemin face each other, and in three seconds, Taemin’s lightly bumping Jinki’s fingers with his fist. “Guess I go first.” And without taking a breath- “Minho!”
“What?” Kibum says, uncrossing his arms. “You picked him over me?”
“Correction: I’m not picking you at all.” Taemin says.
“Amber,” Jinki calls out.
Kids start crossing over to Jinki or Taemin, and eventually it comes down to Soojung and Kibum standing on one side by themselves.
“Kibum,” Jinki says, and Kibum runs over to him.
“I can’t believe you picked me. I can’t believe I’m not last,” Kibum says. “What about all the times I made you last?”
Jinki shrugs. “I guess I forgot.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t have to.”
prompt: supernatural; seosic meme
“Do me the hugest favor,” Jessica says, not asks. Her request wakes Seohyun up in the middle of the night. Seohyun rubs her eyes and throws her covers aside, revealing Jessica’s nudity. Jessia clasps a hand over Seohyun’s open mouth.
“Don’t scream,” she says. “Just let me borrow a pair of pajamas and buy me a pack of razors.”
*
They wait behind a homeless man in the cashier line. Jessica hands Seohyun a bag of pink razors, who hands them back with a dollar joined to them.
“Wait, what are you doing?” Jessica says, watching the convenience store’s doors slide open for Seohyun.
“I’m leaving. You woke me up, made me find you pajamas, and you won’t explain why you were naked so late at night,” Seohyun says. The cashier and the homeless man twist their heads.
“Look, I’ll tell you.” Jessica grabs Seohyun and leads her into one of the aisles. “Unnie gets like this whenever there’s a full moon. She turns into a hairy beast.”
Seohyun stares at her. “Why do you have to talk to me like I’m still a baby? I know what the time of the month is.”
Jessica pats Seohyun’s cheeks. “You’re not as smart as you look.”
prompt: music video; gdbom meme
Seunghyun circles around Jiyong, who’s standing still in the middle. He can turn on his segway and show Seunghyun what a perfect 360 looks like, but he doesn’t.
“We have to bring these back,” Jiyong says. Seunghyun rolls up to him. The pattern on his wheels no longer swirl, and most of the people working on the set go back to their jobs.
“We have to bring all of them back,” Seunghyun says.
*
“You shouldn’t have stolen them,” Bom says, closing the door behind her. It shuts inside the laughing and sputter of wheels.
“Just try it! Yours is just standing there, all alone,” Sandara says, not even stopping to talk.
“No,” Bom answers, tapping her feet. Jiyong comes to her on his segway, and steps off.
“What-what are you doing?” she says, staring down at the segway Jiyong’s offering her.
“Will you just live a little?” Jiyong says, pushing it more and more so that the wheels are an inch away from squishing her toes.
“Fine. But I’m not going to like it,” Bom huffs, stepping her shaky leg up.
An hour later, Jiyong and Bom are riding the segways side-by-side.
“You’re going to lose all your hair from staying on there forever,” Jiyong says, trying to catch the flapping strands of her hair. She speeds away, laughing.
prompt: movie; kyuhyuk meme
“So are you doing anything tonight?” Hyukjae asks over his empty tray. Kyuhyun’s barely finishing his food before he speaks.
“It’s Friday. Of course I’m doing something,” Kyuhyun muffles.
“It’s a Friday night. Don’t lie.”
“Okay, I was just going to play videogames until it was Sunday. I mean, Saturday.”
“You have to come over then.”
“Why?”
“Because my mom is inviting you to dinner.”
*
“You are so skinny,” Hyukjae’s mom says, sliding plates of food towards Kyuhyun. She slaps Hyukjae’s hand away from them.
“I’m skinny too!” Hyukjae says.
Kyuhyun stares down at the food, and feels a napkin dab his mouth. He thinks it must be Hyukjae’s mom, until he sees the arm connected to Hyukjae’s body.
“I think we’re full,” Hyukjae says. He scoots his chair back, and Kyuhyun follows suit. “We’re going to go do our homework now.”
“Okay, you guys have fun. I love you, Hyukjae,” his mother says. When Kyuhyun tails Hyukjae up the stairs, he snorts and whispers, “I love you too.”
Kyuhyun’s been in Hyukjae’s room before, but when it was clean. He steps over comic books, pairs of shoes, and open CD cases. “Dude, why is your room like-like-”
“I was cleaning in the morning, but I was going to miss the bus. I don’t have my car yet,” Hyukjae says, sitting on the flannel blankets of his bed. It squeaks under him.
Kyuhyun walks to Hyukjae’s desk, picking up random objects. A lunchbox catches his eye, and he unlatches it.
“Hey, what are you doing over there?” Hyukjae says, peeking over Kyuhyun’s shoulder. Then he grabs the lunchbox out of Kyuhyun’s hand and a million slips of paper explode out of it.
“What’s wrong with you?” Kyuhyun says, picking up the pieces. Then he looks at the messy pile he’s gathered, and realizes there is something wrong with Hyukjae. “Are these drawings of penises?”
Hyukjae sighs. “Nobody has seen those since the 3rd grade.”
prompt: sincerely, question, chosen; onkey meme
The teacher drops her book and grabs a medium-sized red ball, announcing that they’re going to play a game. She holds the door open for Jinki, who just had to read that last bit in his high-school level novel while everyone else ran outstide, and hands him the ball. Jinki stares into the red.
“Um,” he mumbles. “What do you want me to do with it?”
“What do you think you want me to do with it? I want you to be captain and pick out your teammates,” she says.
Something lodges in Jinki’s throat. Air, probably. He walks outside to where the rest of his classmates are, and they watch him coming through, staring at the ball in his hands.
“Are you just carrying the stuff today? Are you even going to play?” a boy named Kibum asks.
“Yes, I am playing. In fact, I’m one of the team captains,” Jinki states, making sure he’s pronounced every word clearly.
“You can’t be team captain. I’m always team captain,” Kibum says defiantly.
“That’s the point. You’re ALWAYS the team captain,” Taemin pipes up. Kibum balls up his hand into a fist, but Taemin’s too busy playing Pokemon to worry about his life at stake. So Kibum snatches his Gameboy Advance out of his hand.
“Taemin, you’re the other team captain. Play rock-paper-scissors to see who gets first choice,” the teacher says, sitting down on the asphalt and putting on her sunglasses.
Jinki and Taemin face each other, and in three seconds, Taemin’s lightly bumping Jinki’s fingers with his fist. “Guess I go first.” And without taking a breath- “Minho!”
“What?” Kibum says, uncrossing his arms. “You picked him over me?”
“Correction: I’m not picking you at all.” Taemin says.
“Amber,” Jinki calls out.
Kids start crossing over to Jinki or Taemin, and eventually it comes down to Soojung and Kibum standing on one side by themselves.
“Kibum,” Jinki says, and Kibum runs over to him.
“I can’t believe you picked me. I can’t believe I’m not last,” Kibum says. “What about all the times I made you last?”
Jinki shrugs. “I guess I forgot.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t have to.”
prompt: supernatural; seosic meme
“Do me the hugest favor,” Jessica says, not asks. Her request wakes Seohyun up in the middle of the night. Seohyun rubs her eyes and throws her covers aside, revealing Jessica’s nudity. Jessia clasps a hand over Seohyun’s open mouth.
“Don’t scream,” she says. “Just let me borrow a pair of pajamas and buy me a pack of razors.”
*
They wait behind a homeless man in the cashier line. Jessica hands Seohyun a bag of pink razors, who hands them back with a dollar joined to them.
“Wait, what are you doing?” Jessica says, watching the convenience store’s doors slide open for Seohyun.
“I’m leaving. You woke me up, made me find you pajamas, and you won’t explain why you were naked so late at night,” Seohyun says. The cashier and the homeless man twist their heads.
“Look, I’ll tell you.” Jessica grabs Seohyun and leads her into one of the aisles. “Unnie gets like this whenever there’s a full moon. She turns into a hairy beast.”
Seohyun stares at her. “Why do you have to talk to me like I’m still a baby? I know what the time of the month is.”
Jessica pats Seohyun’s cheeks. “You’re not as smart as you look.”
prompt: music video; gdbom meme
Seunghyun circles around Jiyong, who’s standing still in the middle. He can turn on his segway and show Seunghyun what a perfect 360 looks like, but he doesn’t.
“We have to bring these back,” Jiyong says. Seunghyun rolls up to him. The pattern on his wheels no longer swirl, and most of the people working on the set go back to their jobs.
“We have to bring all of them back,” Seunghyun says.
*
“You shouldn’t have stolen them,” Bom says, closing the door behind her. It shuts inside the laughing and sputter of wheels.
“Just try it! Yours is just standing there, all alone,” Sandara says, not even stopping to talk.
“No,” Bom answers, tapping her feet. Jiyong comes to her on his segway, and steps off.
“What-what are you doing?” she says, staring down at the segway Jiyong’s offering her.
“Will you just live a little?” Jiyong says, pushing it more and more so that the wheels are an inch away from squishing her toes.
“Fine. But I’m not going to like it,” Bom huffs, stepping her shaky leg up.
An hour later, Jiyong and Bom are riding the segways side-by-side.
“You’re going to lose all your hair from staying on there forever,” Jiyong says, trying to catch the flapping strands of her hair. She speeds away, laughing.
prompt: movie; kyuhyuk meme
“So are you doing anything tonight?” Hyukjae asks over his empty tray. Kyuhyun’s barely finishing his food before he speaks.
“It’s Friday. Of course I’m doing something,” Kyuhyun muffles.
“It’s a Friday night. Don’t lie.”
“Okay, I was just going to play videogames until it was Sunday. I mean, Saturday.”
“You have to come over then.”
“Why?”
“Because my mom is inviting you to dinner.”
*
“You are so skinny,” Hyukjae’s mom says, sliding plates of food towards Kyuhyun. She slaps Hyukjae’s hand away from them.
“I’m skinny too!” Hyukjae says.
Kyuhyun stares down at the food, and feels a napkin dab his mouth. He thinks it must be Hyukjae’s mom, until he sees the arm connected to Hyukjae’s body.
“I think we’re full,” Hyukjae says. He scoots his chair back, and Kyuhyun follows suit. “We’re going to go do our homework now.”
“Okay, you guys have fun. I love you, Hyukjae,” his mother says. When Kyuhyun tails Hyukjae up the stairs, he snorts and whispers, “I love you too.”
Kyuhyun’s been in Hyukjae’s room before, but when it was clean. He steps over comic books, pairs of shoes, and open CD cases. “Dude, why is your room like-like-”
“I was cleaning in the morning, but I was going to miss the bus. I don’t have my car yet,” Hyukjae says, sitting on the flannel blankets of his bed. It squeaks under him.
Kyuhyun walks to Hyukjae’s desk, picking up random objects. A lunchbox catches his eye, and he unlatches it.
“Hey, what are you doing over there?” Hyukjae says, peeking over Kyuhyun’s shoulder. Then he grabs the lunchbox out of Kyuhyun’s hand and a million slips of paper explode out of it.
“What’s wrong with you?” Kyuhyun says, picking up the pieces. Then he looks at the messy pile he’s gathered, and realizes there is something wrong with Hyukjae. “Are these drawings of penises?”
Hyukjae sighs. “Nobody has seen those since the 3rd grade.”