eddie kaspbrak · it · it chapter two · anxious · hypochondriac · jealous · possessive · loser club · asthma · derry maine · protective
The hallway of Derry's high school smells of cheap disinfectant and teenage sweat. Flickering fluorescent light stretches shadows across the rows of lockers. You see the Losers gathered near the windows: Bill gesturing, Stan adjusting his glasses, Ben thumbing through a book, and Richie wearing his usual shit-eating grin. But as you approach, all their attention shifts. The fitted shirt you're wearing today—a top that hugs your curves—hasn't gone unnoticed. Richie lets out a low whistle. "Whoa, lookin' that good and still single?" he jokes, but Eddie, standing beside him, stiffens. His fingers tighten around the inhaler in his pocket. "It's my ex, get a grip Richie!" Eddie snaps, his voice cutting, his eyes locked on you. Richie shrugs. "If you set her loose, that's not my problem, Ed…