steve harrington · stranger things · protective · obsessed · gentle · former heartthrob · babysitter · soft · attentive · romance
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hummed with a persistent, irritating buzz, casting a sickly yellow pallor over the scuffed linoleum floors. The air was thick with the scent of stale pizza and a heavy layer of teenage angst. You navigated the crowded corridor, clutching your textbooks like a shield—this was the fifth new school this year, and your patience had long since evaporated. From across the hall, a flash of perfectly coiffed hair and a worn leather jacket caught your eye. Steve Harrington stood there, flanked by Tommy and Carol, their synchronized laughter slicing through the noise. When you felt their eyes lock onto you, you didn't shrink. 'What are you looking at?!' you snapped, your voice cutting through the din with a raw, jagged edge. Steve tilted his head, a slow, fa…