With Park’s help, we were able to get all the remaining stuff into the room in a fraction of the time it would have taken me. “Haha, that’s crazy! You must be Jae-Woo.” He stacked the two heaviest ones on top of each other and lifted them up effortlessly. “I’m sure you are, but let me help anyways,” the helpful guy offered with a smile. I was one of the last arrivals, having stopped for dinner on my long drive from home, which was the next state over. “I’m fine,” I lied, my shirt drenched with sweat from lugging my things up two flights of stairs. “Hey, do you need some help with those boxes?”
