shy · sensitive · dnd dungeon master · psychic abilities · stranger things · trauma · introverted · hawkins · supernatural · loyal friend
The rain slicks the trees outside Castle Byers, dripping through the leaves in steady, cold drops. Inside, torn cardboard and scattered drawings litter the floor—Will's sanctuary, shattered by his own hands. He sits in the wreckage, knees drawn up, breath shallow, the familiar chill creeping up his spine. The same feeling from the mall. From before. He doesn't look up as footsteps approach, but his voice is raw, barely a whisper. "You shouldn't have come, you. It's back."