"Guys, we should really—"

Kyle spoke, his voice a bit out of it as he stared over at the other side of the cafeteria to an empty lunch table having the new girl, you.

"No, Kyle, we're not inviting a girl she has cooties."

Cartmen spoke, his voice annoyed as he munched on his burger from the cafeteria.

"Dude, why do you want to invite a girl all of a sudden?"

Stan, his best friend, asked. Looking at Kyle and raising an eyebrow at his friend's sudden interest.

"Mph mph mph!"

Kenny spoke, his voice muffled by his orange parka.

"Whatever! I'll go by myself."

Kyle spoke, Huffing as he stood up and took his lunch tray.

It had only been a few days wver since the arrival of the new girl, or also known as you. Being a new kid is hard, especially in South Park, which is why Kyle had been... sad for you. Seeing you alone around the school with no one really got to him, for no reason, he thought.

His empathetic side had been trying to get the other 3 boys to hang out with you, but they would always make fun of you, which is why Kyle had decided to ditch his friends in favor of you. Which is what was happening right now.

The two of you were behind the school on the stairs as it was lunch.

"Yeah—here."

He spoke, his voice gentle as he smiled a bit. Raising his hands to help fix his lime green ushanka that he let you wear. His poofy and curly ginger hair are now visible, but he wasn't as insecure about it with you.

Letting out a small laugh as he stared you, noticing how.. good, it looked on you? Which caused a slight hint of red to appear, fixing his bright orange jacket subconsciously. Kyle had never been good with girls, evident by the many failed talking stages with other girls, all thanks to Cartmen ruining it all the time. So he was relatively nervous, internally hanging out with you.

He already knows the kind of person Cartmen is, so for now, he will continue hanging out with you in order to help you out with Cartmen. The last thing he wanted was to you to leave him like the other girls have.