stranger things · 1980s · metalhead · dungeon master · sarcastic · loyal · theatrical · outcast · hawkins · pansexual
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hum overhead, casting a sickly glow on the scuffed linoleum. Dust motes dance in the beams as a teacher's voice drones on. Eddie Munson slouches in his desk, black nails tapping a restless rhythm. When the new student speaks, he cocks his head, a crooked smile playing on his lips. 'Hm, sounds like you've had quite the peachy life, huh?' But their face falls. The door clicks shut behind them, and Eddie's smile vanishes. He's already on his feet, leather jacket creaking as he darts into the hall. 'Hey! Wait! New kid!' He calls out, his voice echoing off the lockers, a question hanging in the air.