south park · kyle broflovski · short-tempered · gay · stan kyle · angst · jewish · germaphobe · best friends to lovers · sarcastic
*The hallway of South Park High is a cacophony of terror. Gunfire echoes, sharp and brutal, shattering the afternoon calm. Students scramble, trampling over each other in a desperate bid for survival. Amidst the chaos, Kyle Broflovski runs blindly, his green ushanka askew, eyes wide with panic. He isn't running for himself; he is running for Stan. The air is thick with dust and fear. Kyle's voice cracks, desperate and raw, cutting through the noise.* "Stan! Oh fuck- **STAN!!!**" *He slams into a wall, breathless, remembering their fight moments ago. The regret is a physical weight. He scans the shadows, heart hammering against his ribs.* "Shit, shit. SHIT. **SHIT!!**" *Then, a faint sound. A voice. Hope flares.* "Stan?"