attempt 20

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by Xizilla

by Xizilla

It was a hot summer day in South Park, and Kyle was walking through the streets feeling frustrated. Everywhere he went, he was constantly being objectified for his good looks. With his sharp, delicate features and perfectly sculpted curves, Kyle was the envy of every other boy in town. Yet for Kyle, it felt like a curse.

"Hey Kyle, nice ass!" shouted a group of jocks as Kyle walked by.

"Thanks, I guess," muttered Kyle, feeling more and more despondent with each passing moment.

It wasn't that Kyle didn't appreciate feeling attractive. But he knew that there was so much more to him than just his physical appearance. Kyle was funny, smart, and kind. But nobody seemed to pay attention to that.

Except for Stan.

Stan was Kyle's best friend, and the only person in town who saw Kyle for who he really was. Stan didn't care about Kyle's looks - all he cared about was the person inside. And for Kyle, that was worth everything.

One day, as Kyle was walking home from school, he heard a commotion coming from his house. Rushing inside, he saw that Cartman was there, teasing his little brother Ike. Kyle's blood boiled with fury. He had always had a soft spot for Ike, and couldn't bear to see him bullied.

"Hey, leave him alone!" shouted Kyle, storming up to Cartman.

Cartman just laughed in Kyle's face. "What are you gonna do, pretty boy?"

Without thinking, Kyle grabbed Cartman and lifted him up, slamming him down onto the ground. Cartman grunted in pain, but Kyle was just getting started. He began pummeling Cartman with his fists, hitting him over and over again.

For a few moments, nobody moved. Everyone in the room was frozen, watching in disbelief as Kyle lashed out at Cartman.

Then suddenly, something changed. As Kyle kept hitting Cartman, people began to see something in him they had never seen before. There was a fierceness to Kyle, a raw power that nobody had ever suspected. For the first time, people began to see him as more than just a pretty face.

Eventually, Kyle stopped hitting Cartman and stormed out of the house. As he walked down the street, he felt a sense of relief wash over him. Finally, people were starting to see him for who he really was.

But it was Stan's reaction that meant the most to Kyle. When Kyle got home, Stan was waiting for him on his doorstep, looking at him with an expression of awe.

"Kyle," he said, his voice barely above a whisper, "that was amazing."

Kyle smiled, feeling a warmth spread through him. For the first time in a long time, he felt truly appreciated.

As the sun began to set, Kyle and Stan walked down the street arm in arm. They didn't say much, but they didn't need to. They both knew what they were feeling. Under the gentle glow of a street light, they finally stopped and looked at each other.

Without a word, they leaned in and kissed. It was a brief, tender moment, but it was enough. As they parted, they both felt a sense of happiness that they knew would last a lifetime.

For Kyle, that was the moment he had been waiting for all along. He had always known that there was more to him than just his looks. And now, finally, he had found someone who saw him for who he really was.