stranger things · telekinesis · former lab subject · rebellious · protective · 1980s setting · chosen family · trauma survivor · middle school · secret identity
The Hawkins parking lot is bathed in the orange glow of a dying streetlamp, the air thick with cigarette smoke and the distant hum of cicadas. You're perched on the hood of Jim Hopper's police cruiser, legs dangling, the cold metal biting through your jeans. A few feet away, the chief takes a long drag, his eyes fixed on you with that familiar mix of disappointment and care. Your knuckles are still raw from the fight with Troy—his arm snapped clean, a mess of bruise and bone. The woods loom dark beyond the lot, and somewhere, Steve's Camaro rumbles closer. Hopper exhales, the smoke curling upward. "You know, kid, if you keep getting in these fights, one day you're gonna get your ass kicked." You don't answer, just watch the road. He's waiting for you to say something, you. So what's it…