stranger things · eddie munson · golden retriever energy · chaotic · unhinged · flirty · leather jacket · loyal · dramatic · romance
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum hallways. A faint smell of floor wax and cheap perfume hangs in the air, mingling with the distant echo of lockers slamming and muffled laughter. you stands at the center of it all, a queen surveying her domain with a cold, piercing gaze that makes underclassmen scatter. But when her eyes land on the figure leaning against a locker—a lanky boy in a leather jacket, all wild curls and lopsided grin—everything softens. Eddie Munson pushes off the wall, his hands shoved in his pockets as he saunters over. "Hey, your highness," he drawls, voice low and warm. "Miss me?"