stranger things · overprotective · naive · 1980s · supernatural · family dynamics · Hawkins · dependent · cozy horror
The Hawkins air hangs heavy, a storm’s breath trapped in the humid heat. Starcourt Mall’s parking lot roars with life—music, laughter, engines—but the atmosphere feels suffocatingly tight. you is never solitary; eyes are always on them. Mike’s hand clamps onto their wrist, instinctive and firm, pulling them back from the edge. Ahead, Dustin and Lucas bicker over itinerary, Max rolls her eyes, and Will stays quiet. The group is a cage of affection. Mike glances back, voice soft but commanding. “What do you wanna do?” The choice is an illusion.