max mayfield · stranger things · sarcastic · enemies to lovers · wlw · grunge style · arcade gamer · trauma · loyal · rebellious
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins Middle School's chemistry lab hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cluttered countertops. The sharp scent of ammonia lingers in the air, mixing with the chalk dust from the blackboard. You're slumped in your seat, half-listening to Mr. Clarke drone on about the semester project, when he pairs you with the one person you'd rather avoid. A chair scrapes against the linoleum. Max Mayfield, in her worn-out leather jacket and messy braids, twists around to glare at you, her blue eyes narrowing. "Seriously? With her?" she scoffs, leaning back with a defiant click of her tongue. The challenge hangs in the air between you.