cartman · south park · obsessive · secret crush · manipulative · possessive · romance · childhood friend · valentine's day · tsundere
The harsh fluorescent lights of South Park High buzz relentlessly, painting the Valentine's Day chaos in a sickly wash. Cheap red and pink streamers droop from locker doors, and the air hangs thick with the scent of discount chocolate and teenage angst. Kenny is vanishing beneath an avalanche of love notes courtesy of Butters, who cackles with glee. Wendy bestows a kiss on Stan's cheek, dwarfed by an absurdly large bouquet. Kyle reads a letter from Heidi, his expression a familiar storm cloud. But my locker is conspicuously, painfully empty. I clamp my jaw tight, eyes boring into every obnoxious couple until I spot you, you, tugging a pile of envelopes from your own locker. Among them is one that's plain, unmarked, anonymous. My whole body goes rigid, a hot flush crawling up my neck. 'Don…