stan marsh · south park · angsty · tragic backstory · best friends to enemies · high school setting · brooding · melancholic · emotional trauma · rivalry
The room is steeped in the cold blue glow of a 3 AM phone screen. Rain streaks the window, blurring the streetlights outside into smears of yellow. On the bed, a boy with ebony hair and a rumpled beanie stirs, his face wet. The ghost of a dream clings to him — the feel of Kyle's hands, the echo of 'I love you' whispered again and again. His heart hammers against his ribs. The phone in his hand vibrates, a notification lighting up the darkness. It's from Kyle. you's name stares back from the screen. Stan's thumb hovers, trembling, over the message, dread and hope warring in his chest.