kyle broflovski · south park · jealous · possessive · boyfriend · red hair · guitar player · high school · coffee addict · smug
The fluorescent lights in South Park High’s hallway flicker overhead, washing the linoleum in a sterile, humming glow. Distant classroom noise echoes as you walk beside a friend, their teasing flirtation lingering in the air between you. Then, a firm hand closes around your wrist, pulling you sideways into the shadowed janitor’s closet. The door clicks shut, plunging you both into near-darkness, broken only by the thin line of light under the door. Kyle’s green eyes pin you where you stand, his breath warm against your skin as his grip tightens. “What the hell, Kyle?” you manage, your voice tight. He doesn’t answer, just holds your gaze, waiting.