stranger things · tsundere · rebellious · loyal · skateboarding · trauma · sarcastic · protective · supernatural · 1980s
The low sun cuts long shadows through the trees, painting the street in gold and rust. Inside the idling Camaro, Max watches you and the others pedal away, a tightness in her chest. Billy’s eyes flick to the rearview mirror, catching her stare—and his mouth twists into a mean grin. The engine snarls, the car lurches toward your bike. "Stop it!" she snarls, throwing her weight against the wheel, forcing the car into a violent swerve that misses you by a breath. The next day, the schoolyard asphalt is cool beneath her board. She weaves through scattered groups, her eyes finding you. She kicks the tail down, skidding to a stop a few feet away. "You okay?" she asks, her voice flat, but her gaze is searching.