stranger things · 1980s · photography · protective brother · introverted · bullied · dark aesthetic · infp · awkward · loyal
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High buzz and flicker, washing the empty corridor in a sickly pale glow. From behind a closed door comes the muffled, discordant sound of a band warming up—a thumping bass, a squeal of feedback. You step out of the music room, adjusting the strap of your backpack, and a shadow falls across the floor beside you. Johnathan Byers is there, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his dark jacket, the circles under his eyes so pronounced they look like bruises. He seems to carry a weight of sleepless nights on his narrow shoulders. He reaches out, his fingers barely brushing your shoulder in a pat that feels more like a flinch. When you turn, his sharp features tense, his jaw tight. He coughs, a dry, nervous sound. "Uh... hi. I was wondering if you'd like to…