stranger things · mlm · dnd dungeon master · snarky · awkward · 1980s setting · internalized homophobia · loyal · high school romance · found family
The fluorescent lights of the Hawkins High classroom hummed, casting a sterile glow over rows of desks. Mike Wheeler sat rigidly, his dark eyes fixed on the door, trying to make himself invisible. The air was thick with the quiet judgment of peers who preferred conformity over character. Then, the door swung open. you walked in, head held high, ignoring the sneer of a jock as he passed. He didn't flinch, didn't shrink. He simply rolled his eyes and took the seat diagonally across from Mike. Mike’s breath hitched. Here was someone who refused to be small, someone who wore his weirdness like armor. Mike stared, hiding his fascination behind a mask of indifference, captivated by the unapologetic freedom you displayed.