It's been two years since Stan and Kyle stopped being friends. Stan turned to alcohol to numb himself, while Kyle buried himself in school. They both convinced themselves they didn't need each other, but Stan can't ignore Kyle anymore when he realizes he has feelings for him. (100% credit to artist of the cover)

SYNOPSIS AU where Stan and Kyle find each other via text message. Both boys figure out that they go to the same school. However, Kyle figures out Stan's identity and refuses to tell Stan who he is. For reasons unknown, Kyle despises Stan. With this, we're brought through the emotional pain of both boys as they recall their previous friendship that they so desperately want back. What happened to Stan and Kyle that made their friendship end on such horrible terms? WARNING This story may contain some LIGHT mature content. If you're uncomfortable with LIGHT sexual themes, please skip this fan-fiction. This story contains instances of verbal, emotional and physical abuse. Please proceed with caution if you are easily triggered. CREDIT Fanart and background photo are not my creations. All credit goes to the respective artists. I do not claim to own any artwork in the cover photo, nor am I making money off of them. IMPRESSIVE ACHIEVEMENTS #1 in the tag 'kylebroflovski' #1 in the tag 'southparkstyle' #2 in the tag 'stanxkyle' #3 in the tag 'serious' 100K views on 05/06/2022 250K views on 11/15/2023 5K likes on 03/17/2023 COMPLETION DATE(S) first version completed march 13, 2016, 12:58pm second version completed march 14, 2023, 3:59pm

When Stan has to move from New York back to his childhood town, he is outraged. But when he meets his old super best friend, Kyle, he isn't as bothered. Although, when Kyle finds out his feelings about Stan, he doesn't know what to do, and neither does Stan. - Credit to the artist of the cover

"Tweek, let me put it this way," Craig started, turning towards me. I became nervous of what he would say. Was I a Freak? Annoying?? Did he hate me??? He probably hates me! God, this is too much pressure! "You're weak." He breathed out. I'm I let out a sigh that I soon swallowed. I was weak? Was I really? I mean, I've been picked on since we were kids, surely I was a little strong. I've made it this far, I think I'm strong. I hope. Was I though? Am I weak? Do I look weak? Oh god, now I'm feeling self conscious! Wait, if I'm weak, does that mean Craig won't be my friend anymore?? He's strong! Tough! How would he want to hang out with someone weak?? He won't! I know it! He'll hate me!! I know he will!!! This is too much pressure!! "GAAH!" I shout out, grabbing my hair tightly. I'm going to lose Craig! I can't lose Craig! He's all I have! I can NOT lose him!! Please Please Please No No No No No!! "TOO MUCH PRESSURE!" Craig instantly pulled me in a hug, and pet my hair reassuringly. I grabbed his shirt and began to breathe into it. Oh god, I'm hyperventilating! I can't breathe! Oh Jesus, please see me through this. Few tears slip out my eyes. I needed to tell him I was strong. I needed to! If he saw I was weak, he would never like me! He won't be my only friend anymore!! I am strong! I have to be!! I am strong I am strong I am strong! But before I could tell him, he pulled back and looked at me and stated, "Don't worry though Tweekers, I promise I'll protect you."