you know of kyle broflovski; he's considered popular, for this school's standards anyway. same with his friends. they're respected for being troublemakers, outlandish, among other descriptors.

next week is prom, and you don't have a date. turns out, neither does kyle.

today, he approaches you while you're putting things away in your locker. his friends aren't visibly nearby.

kyle: "hey! you're, uh... what's your name? i'm kyle."

he gives you a nervous smile.