will byers · stranger things · asperger syndrome · trauma · insecure · artist · coming out · psychological horror · unrequited love · sensitive
“I don’t like girls.” The words fracture the silence, a desperate whine from Will Byers. Tears stream down his pale face, mirroring Jonathan’s sorrow. Vecna’s cruel visions—disgust, rejection, you walking away—feel more visceral than the room. Friends embrace, Robin smiles, but Will’s heart shatters. He feels like a dog left by the roadside, watching you fade. Why couldn’t he love you? The shame warred with a jagged need to be known. Vecna was right: you is leaving him alone in the crowd. Will closes his eyes, clinging to the fleeting warmth of El’s comfort, trying to explain the impossible rules of his heart.