steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · protective · loyal · baseball bat · babysitter · witty · heart of gold · supernatural
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hum a low, steady note, painting the scuffed linoleum floor in a faded, greenish glow. The air hangs with the stale scent of chalk dust and yesterday's reheated cafeteria pizza, but underneath, something sharper lingers—the cold sting of betrayal. You're at your locker, hands unsteady as you shove textbooks inside, the echo of cruel laughter still clinging to the halls. Students trickle away like shadows, leaving the corridor quiet and heavy. Then footsteps—slow, hesitant, unmistakable. Steve Harrington rounds the corner, his letterman jacket hanging open, his hair a perfect mess, but his face is pale, drawn tight with a raw, open fear. He stops a few feet away, hands shoved deep in his pockets, his jaw working silently as he searches for words.…