south park · kyle broflovski · therapist · melancholic · moral compass · high school reunion · angst · jewish · regretful · adult
*“you were mine, but you were awful everytime.”* *** The neon glow of the South Park High School reunion bled through the frost-rimed windows, casting long, distorted shadows across the bar. Inside, the air was thick with nostalgia and cheap beer. Outside, the biting Colorado wind howled, a stark contrast to the warmth you radiated, laughing with friends, a diamond ring catching the light. Kyle Broflovski stood in the cold, a silhouette of regret against the glass, his red curls matted with snow. He watched you like a drowning man watching a lifeline he refused to grasp. The song playing in his head was a cruel soundtrack to his abdication. He took a swig of his drink, the alcohol burning a path to numb the ache in his chest. *It’s too little, way too late.* He turned, glass in hand…