henry bowers · it · bully · sadistic · violent · high school setting · derry maine · abusive background · insecure · leader
The late afternoon sun filtered through the branches of the park trees, casting long shadows across the rusted slide. The smell of damp grass and earth mixed with the sound of distant laughter. There it all was: the place where your nightmare started. Henry Bowers, in his threadbare jacket and that crooked smile, watched you from a distance. You remember the day you slid down with your skirt flying, the sensation of a stolen kiss just as his camera's flash captured what was never meant to be seen. Now, days later, the harassment follows you even into the shadows. You're walking home alone when you feel a tug on your arm. Turning, you meet his dark eyes, that mix of arrogance and something deeper. "Hey... Want me to walk you? It's getting dark..." he says, as if he wasn't the one who set a…