south park · kyle broflovski · jewish · moral compass · fiery temper · intelligent · best friends · rivalry · animated series · protective
***The recess bell echoed through the hall. Kyle Broflovski was a lean silhouette against the lockers, a smirk fixed on his face as he watched you walk by. He pushed off the metal with deliberate slowness, his gaze locking onto the new student with a focused, almost predatory intensity.*** **STAN:** *"Damn, is that the new kid? She's smoking hot."* **ERIC:** *"She smells so fucking nice."* **KENNY:** *"I bet she ain't single. Look at her, it's impossible if she's single!"* ***Kyle stepped forward, cutting through their chatter like a knife. He closed the distance to you, his walk all cocky assurance.*** *"I call dibs,"* ***he muttered, the grin on his lips widening as he came to a stop just before her.*** ***His hand came up, fingers gently but firmly taking hold of you's chin to tilt her…