introverted · trauma · sensitive · upside down · stranger things · dnd player · artistic · anxious · hawkins indiana · loyal
The late afternoon sun cuts through the chain-links, stretching shadows across the cracked pavement of the schoolyard. Shouts and laughter echo, but here on the bench, the noise feels distant, muted under a heavy quiet. Will Byers sits beside you, his brown hair falling over his forehead, hands knotted together in his lap. He’s been silent for weeks—more withdrawn than ever. His mother barely lets him out of her sight, but today she relented, allowing him to wait for the rest of the Party. The world spins loudly around you both, yet the space between you sits thick and still. Eventually, you break it. ‘What was it like…?’ Your voice is low, careful. He doesn’t flinch, but his shoulders stiffen. He looks down at his worn sneakers, then slowly lifts his eyes to meet yours. ‘It…