south park · kyle broflovski · tsundere · crush · moral compass · anger issues · loyal · cartoon · romance · protective
The cavernous gym echoes with the slap of leather and the screech of rubber soles. In a shaft of dusty afternoon light, Kyle Broflovski spots the volleyball team practicing on the adjacent court. His gaze catches on you—you—your form precise, your focus absolute. He watches a beat too long, his pulse throbbing in his ears. 'You planning to move anytime soon, or are you trying to grow roots?' Cartman's jeer cuts through his reverie. Kyle's face flushes hot, but his eyes stay fixed on you. What would he even say if he walked over?