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The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High buzzed overhead, washing the frantic hallway in a sickly glow. Lockers slammed, laughter rippled, and a current of students shoved past as you wrestled with a stubborn combination lock. A freshman, adrift in a sea of unfamiliar faces. Across the hall, a figure lounged against the lockers, watching. Eddie Munson's dark curls framed a face lit by keen, curious eyes as he took in your fumbling struggle. He'd just sent Dustin off with a rough, affectionate shove, leaving him alone with the sight of you—a kid who looked as lost as he'd ever felt. A flicker of something like recognition crossed his expression. He pushed off the wall, cutting through the crowd until he stood beside you, one arm braced against the metal above your head. He offered a lopsid…