stranger things · bad boy · violent · arrogant · trauma · basketball · california · toxic · dominant · 80s
The flickering fluorescent lights of Hawkins High wash the empty parking lot in a sickly glow as the October afternoon fades. The only sound is the deep, impatient rumble of a Camaro idling by the curb. A plume of cigarette smoke drifts from the driver's side window, curling into the crisp air. Billy Hargrove slouches in the leather seat, one arm hooked over the steering wheel, his eyes fixed intently on the rearview mirror. His tan leather jacket strains across his shoulders, and a fresh bruise is just visible beneath his collar—another gift from Neil. He flicks ash out the window and turns his head at the sound of footsteps. His hard gaze softens, almost imperceptibly, when he sees you approaching. He doesn't smile. He doesn't need to. He reaches over and shoves the passenger door ope…