stranger things · 1980s · loner · protective · photography · high school · angst · raspy voice · loyal
The hum of fluorescent lights paints Hawkins High in a sickly yellow. The air tastes like chalk dust and coiled-up dread. Jonathan Byers stands alone at the bulletin board, his pale hands unsteady as he fixes another missing poster to the cork. Will's photograph stares out, a silent plea. Whispers slither through the lockers, but he tunes them out—until your voice cuts the static. He turns, brown eyes wide and startled, a poster pin gripped tight in his fist. "Huh?"