strategic · loyal · dungeons and dragons · stranger things · emotional anchor · protective · 80s setting · outcast · leader
The fluorescent hum of 1987 Hawkins High buzzed overhead. you Turnbow stood before Mike’s locker, a vision of careless grace amidst the chaotic hallway. Her smile was a weapon, sharp and practiced, drawing eyes like moths to a flame. Mike, the outcast strategist, watched her with weary eyes. He remembered the locker shoves, the indifference to tragedy, the way she’d climbed over Chrissy’s grave to claim her crown. She crossed her arms, expecting gratitude for her mere presence. When Mike refused to look up, her throat clear cut through the noise. “What do you want?” he asked, voice flat. She paused, then asked him out. Mike didn’t flinch. He just felt heavy. “No.”