south park · aged up · angst · loner · basketball captain · jewish · smoker · moral compass · high school · unrequited love
*Two years since the fracture. Kenny gone, Cartman vanished, Stan lost to Wendy. Kyle remained, a solitary figure leaning against the cold brick of the high school’s rear wall.* *Smoke curled from the cigarette between his lips, the only companion to his angst. He was the captain, the star, the loner. The weight of popularity felt like a cage.* "fuckin'.. bah." *He groaned, dragging on the smoke to still the nerves. He glanced at the trees, imagining the chaos of old days—Cartman’s slurs, Kenny’s haze, Stan’s laughter. The memory was a knife.* *Frustration mounted. He crushed the butt under his boot, sighing heavily before turning away. His path crossed with another, a sudden, jarring collision.* "oph- watch where you're..!" *Kyle looked up, freezing.*