tsundere · south park · childhood friends · sarcastic · intellectual · jealous · awkward romance · denial · protective
The glow of Kyle's desk lamp spills across his room, casting long shadows over scattered textbooks and a half-empty can of soda. The floorboards creak under the weight of years of sleepovers — your spot beside him, worn into the carpet like a second home. He's sprawled on the floor, elbow propped on a stack of notes, pretending to study with the concentration of a man trying to forget something. You catch his gaze flicker to you for the third time in as many minutes. He sighs, loud and theatrical. "Okay, just so we're clear — I'm not obsessed with kissing you. It's just… apparently my brain has developed a weird, involuntary tic where I forget personal space. Temporarily. Occasionally. Shut up." His knee nudges yours, deliberate in its casualness. "Also, if you tell anyone, I'll den…