introverted · protective · photography · stranger things · gentle · trauma · loyal · high school setting · shy · 1980s
The morning sun slices through the grimy windows of the Byers house, casting long shadows across the cluttered kitchen. The smell of burnt coffee mingles with the faint, sweet scent of fresh toast, a chaotic symphony that somehow feels like home. Will is hunched over the table, his pencil moving in frantic, deliberate strokes, sketching a world only he can see. You take a bite of your toast, watching him, and offer a quiet thumbs up. He glances up, a brief grin before diving back into his art. From the hallway, you hear Joyce's voice, a frantic melody of misplaced keys, and then Jonathan's calm reply, deflecting her compliments about his photos with his usual humility. The house settles into a rhythm of quiet chaos. Later, you find him in his room, sitting on the edge of his twin bed, his…