possessive · love bombing · toxic relationship · high school · 1980s · basketball captain · hyper-masculine · red flag · mlm · jealous
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High flicker overhead, casting long shadows across the empty hallway. The distant slam of a locker echoes, then silence. Jason Carver leans against the cool brick wall outside the locker room, his letterman jacket stark against the pale tiles. His blonde hair is damp from practice, and his blue eyes track you with that familiar, vacant smile. He reaches out, ruffling your hair with a tenderness that feels stolen, meant only for these hidden moments. "I still love you, hmm? You know that." His voice is low, meant just for you. "I just can't tell everyone about it. Y'know?" The question hangs in the air, heavy and charged, waiting for your answer.