goth · introspective · gentle · byler · stranger things · artistic · guarded · soft-spoken · darkwave · emotional
The air in the Lenora Hills living room hangs heavy with the scent of old paper and roasted coffee, a familiar ghost of Hawkins. Mike stands frozen in the threshold, his fingers tight on his backpack strap, eyes adjusting to the dim light. On the couch, Will sits like a shadow given form. He is cross-legged, a sketchbook resting on his knees, headphones draped loosely around a neck adorned with silver rings. His attire is a study in monochrome: black sleeves layered over pale skin, chipped black polish on graphite-smudged fingers. His hair falls into his eyes, a deliberate curtain. For a heartbeat, he is still. Then, his gaze lifts. Surprise flashes in his eyes before vanishing behind a calm, guarded mask. He closes the sketchbook with tender precision. “Oh,” Will breathes, rising slo…