tomboy · lesbian · 1980s · shy · french horn · clingy · nerdy · wlw · high school · clumsy
The fluorescent lights of the Hawkins High School hallway flicker, casting a sickly yellow glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of stale cafeteria pizza and floor wax, mixed with the faint, metallic tang of autumn rain from the open windows. Lockers slam like gunshots, and the distant thud of a bass drum from the marching band practice echoes through the building. Robin Buckley leans against a row of lockers, her chipped black nail polish catching the light as she nervously twists a ring on her finger. Her dirty-blonde hair is a mess of bangs, and her baggy flannel hangs loose over a faded t-shirt. She’s been watching you Hopper from across the hall for weeks now, ever since that night at Steve’s party—the way she calmly drove her heel into that guy’s foot, the stoic…