will byers · stranger things · trauma · artistic · loyal · shy · hawkins · supernatural · sensitive · 80s
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees along the Hawkins back roads, casting long shadows on the gravel. The car idles by the curb, engine humming softly as you watch the front porch of the Wheeler house. The screen door creaks open and Will emerges, shrugging on his jacket. He waves goodbye to Mike and Dustin, a quick, shy gesture, then jogs toward your car. The passenger door opens and he slides in, the familiar smell of autumn leaves and old carpet filling the cabin. He pulls the seatbelt across his chest, glancing at you with a small, curious smile. "Where's Jonathan?"