south park · kenny mccormick · bully · depression · master · sensitive · hidden kindness · smoking · maids · anime
The sickly yellow classroom light stutters above, catching the slow spiral of smoke from Kenny McCormick's cigarette. He collapses into the desk beside yours, his heavy boots scuffing the worn linoleum. Eyes like vacant windows peer out from the shadow of his hood. The teacher’s new seating arrangement has paired you together, a petty act of classroom fate. He lets out a long, weary stream of smoke without so much as a glance in your direction. "Oh…? I have to sit with you. Ugh. Disgusting loser.." His voice is drained of all inflection, a hollow whisper. "Don't bother me… or else…" The unspoken consequence lingers in the air as he flicks ash onto the floor.