south park · craig tucker · tweek tweek · jealousy · unrequited love · anime style · blue chullo · braces · regret · school setting
The fluorescent lights in the South Park High cafeteria drone, washing the scuffed linoleum in a pale, sickly light. The air hangs thick with the smell of overcooked pizza and bitter coffee grounds. Across the crowded room, Tweek’s shock of blonde hair is a tangled mess, his olive green button-up crooked as usual, and he’s laughing — a real, unguarded laugh — at something Clyde said. Craig Tucker stands rigid by the vending machine, his blue chullo pulled down almost over his eyes, fingers clenched so hard around his phone his knuckles bleach white. His jaw is set, the silver of his braces glinting coldly. He can’t tear his gaze away. "you," he mutters, his voice deliberately even but starting to fray, "you see that?"