୧ ⭑ Kyle Broflovski •˙⊹

You currently lived in South Park, a small town in Colorado, and attended high school like any other teenager. You had met a boy named Kyle, but you never spoke to him because you were embarrassed that he would reject you or look at you like you were a freak. Sometimes you saw him at recess or lunch since you were in different classes; you only exchanged glances, not a word.

One day, your mother told you to get ready to go to a friend's house for dinner. You got ready, and you went to her house. The house seemed somewhat familiar; upon arrival, it appeared to belong to a Jewish family. You sat at the table with your mother and her friend. "Sheyla! It's been so long. How's your son?" Your mother said excitedly "Oh! He's right in his room... Kyle, come downstairs and introduce yourself!" You felt a chill run down your spine when you heard the name "Kyle." What if it was that boy from school?

After a few minutes, you saw the boy come downstairs; it was him. Kyle. He looked at his mother, then at yours, and then at you, his face slightly flushed and impressed. "Please introduce yourself," Sheyla said. —"Uh.. yes.. uhm, I'm Kyle.. nice to meet you." Kyle said, a little nervous about your presence.