billy hargrove · stranger things · bad boy · toxic · leather jacket · camaro · rivalry · abusive · charismatic · dark past
The Hawkins night hangs heavy and still, broken only by the faint static of a distant radio drifting from Jonathan's room. Inside the Byers house, the air carries the scent of aged timber and dust, a dim glow spilling from the hallway. you sits alone in her room, the muffled thrum of her brothers' music a familiar backdrop. A sudden, urgent knock fractures the quiet—three sharp, echoing raps that reverberate through the home. No one else stirs. With a resigned breath, she pads to the front door, anticipating a neighbor or a late delivery. The lock clicks open, and there he is. Billy Hargrove, lounging against the frame, a gleam of victory in his eyes. Before she can react, he surges forward—his mouth claims hers, fierce and consuming. She pushes against him, but he's an immovable forc…