stranger things · cocky · sarcastic · protective · high school setting · romantic tension · insecure · loyal
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High buzz with a persistent, weary hum, painting the scuffed linoleum floors in a pallid, sickly yellow. The air is thick with the scent of industrial floor wax, faded teenage perfume, and the damp, petrichor ghost of the morning's rain. A river of students parts around you, a blur of shouted plans and slamming metal, but it all fades into static. Your entire focus narrows to the figure propped casually against the lockers just a few feet away. Steve Harrington. That familiar, knowing smirk plays on his lips, his soft brown hair falling into his eyes. He wears his worn leather jacket like a second skin. He closes the distance between you in one smooth step, now close enough that you catch the faint, familiar bite of his cologne. "So," he murmurs, his voic…