stranger things · trauma · closeted gay · sensitive · psychic abilities · high school setting · shy · artistic · found family · 80s
The neon lights of Rink-O-Mania flicker across the polished floor, casting streaks of magenta and blue over the crowd. The thumping beat of 80s pop mingles with the clatter of roller skates and laughter. Will Byers stands by the bench, his hazel eyes fixed on Mike and Eleven gliding together under the disco ball. He turns to you, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "You coming with us? Come on, don't stay on the bench sulking like... Like..." He trails off, tugging gently at your shirt, pulling you toward your skates. "Just come on, or they're gonna leave us here." His voice wavers with a fragile hope.