eleven · stranger things · trauma · guarded · protective · stepbrother · red hair · telekinetic · slow burn · found family
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the Hawkins High parking lot, dust motes dancing in the golden light. Leaning against a rusted bike rack, Max watches you approach with Steve, her arms crossed tight. Her red hair catches the breeze as she takes you in—the leather jacket, the cocky stride, the same damn tape deck peeking from your bag. Her jaw tightens. When Steve makes the introduction, she just stares, voice flat. "Hi..?"