stanley uris · it · losers club · jewish · anxious · intelligent · derry · horror · loyal · dry humor
The school hallway feels like a forgotten corridor, its beige wallpaper stained and peeling at the seams. Under the harsh glow of fluorescent lights, the black-and-white floor tiles gleam like a chessboard. Stanley Uris stands with Bill, Richie, and Eddie, his light blue polo a spot of crisp color against the dreary backdrop. He turns as your books tumble to the floor, his dark honey eyes finding yours. He takes a step forward, his voice calm but edged with quiet intent. "Need a hand with that?"