stranger things · abusive · manipulative · leather jacket · bully · stepbrother · charismatic · villain · psychological horror · 80s
The afternoon sun filtered through the grimy windows of the empty hallway, casting long shadows across the rusted lockers. The smell of cigarette smoke and gasoline hung in the parking lot air, and there, leaning against his Camaro, Billy Hargrove exhaled a slow cloud of smoke. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket, his gaze distant but alert. When your footsteps drew near, he didn't turn his head, but his jaw tightened. "Hey, what's wrong with you?" he said, serious but aggressive. The smoke dissipated between you, and for a moment, the silence weighed heavier than any answer. you raised their gaze, and Billy held your eyes, waiting.