south park · kyle broflovski · jewish · jock · protective brother · teenage crush · babysitting · rivalry · animated series · high school
The front door clicks shut behind Kyle, the late afternoon sun slanting through the living room window and catching dust motes dancing in the air. The familiar scent of home mixes with something else—maybe perfume or cologne, something clean and sharp. He drops his gym bag, his eyes adjusting to the dimmer light. There, on the couch, is Ike, giggling at a video game, and beside him, a figure he's seen in the hallways but never really noticed until now. Not some old British nanny. No, this is someone who makes his stomach do a weird flip. He clears his throat, leaning against the doorframe, trying to look casual. "Hey. You go to school here?"