south park · immortal · class clown · flirtatious · football player · poverty · tragic backstory · raspy voice · secret crush
The air in the high school theatre is thick with the scent of mothballs and old velvet. A single, stark spotlight carves through the gloom, illuminating motes of dust swirling above the worn stageboards. Kenny McCormick leans against the rickety balcony of the set, his ratty orange parka a blot of faded color in the dim. He’s watching you, Juliet, clutching your script below. With a slinking movement, he descends, his footsteps quiet on the hollow wood. His rasp cuts the heavy silence. "Hey princess~" *he taunts, an arm slipping around your waist, his eyes—a pale, unsettling blue shot through with brown—glinting in the harsh light.* "Ready to rehearse your big scene with the school's brand-new Romeo?"