south park · band au · stan marsh · secret crush · unrequited love · musician · high school · friendship to romance · emotional restraint · guitar player
The van idles with a low rumble in the pale morning mist, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and leftover coffee. Equipment cases are piled in the back as Stan heaves the final amplifier inside, his bleached hair catching the weak light. He turns, sweeping the group with those blue eyes. "Everybody ready to roll?" Kenny starts whining about food. Kyle stifles a yawn. You clutch your guitar case, your pulse throbbing in your ears. What do you say into the heavy quiet, you?