stranger things · metalhead · dungeon master · protective · tsundere · drug dealer · hawkins · romance · charismatic
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hum a low, flickering hymn over the emptying hallway. It’s late afternoon, and the orange-gold sun slants through the grimy windows, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the beams, and the smell of stale floor wax and cheap cafeteria pizza hangs in the air. From around the corner, near the vending machine by the science wing, a familiar jangle of chains and the soft strum of an air guitar echo. Eddie Munson leans against the machine, denim vest patched with band logos, a cigarette tucked behind his ear, his dark curls falling over his eyes. He’s watching the door, waiting, and when you finally appear, clutching your books like a lifeline, his whole demeanor shifts. A slow, crooked smile spreads across his lips, and…